Orphan

By: Santiago Mata

She looks and stares out the widow

Watching the rain,

Drop from the sky as her life grows duller each night,

She lives a life without parents,

unwanted from the others.

She is part of the leftovers.

One day she wishes,

That her parents would come

They will take her far away from this place.

They had  summoned me to the path,

where my friend never came back,

what could I have done?,

Is it another punishment?,

As she walked down the long halls of everyday misery

She could not believe what was waiting for her.

The day had come and she had once regained what she had lost.

Human Beings that would give her the love that she had never had.

The thundercloud had disappeared and a new life had begun.