This child in the slum next door? Her constant smile puzzles the observer.
Her drunkard father beats her.
Mornings she's a maid at a dozen households.
School occupies her afternoons.
Evening she cooks and cleans.
Such turmoil at this tender age, yet she manages that perennial smile?
Is there something to be learnt from her?
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