Anushka Mimani, Class X B
I remember as it was yesterday,
Dark coloured skin with a bowl in each hand,
Two small girls stood in the middle of the road.
So frail, so sad, God’s ways I could not understand.
Then the strong winds blowing, made it cold,
There were sounds of lightning and thunder.
Everyone looked up, rain drops poured.
The girls’ faces lit up as they sang and danced
Around them cars honked, people shoved and motors roared.
But either they didn’t hear or didn’t seem to care.
They were too busy splashing in the water,
And now I understood their fun, their share.
God always takes care of his sons and daughters.
