LITTLE ABIGAIL'S CHRISTMAS

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Little Abigail sat at the orphanage door,
with eyes glued towards the orphanage gate,
hope shone on her face from her heart's core,
Little did she know that she was a victim of fate.

"When will mom and dad come to take me?" she asked,
"They'll come soon dear." the nun in-charge replied,
too little was the little one to understand her past,
she wasn't even aware of what an orphanage implied.

She had never felt the heat of a mother's breast,
she had never known the warmth of a father's hug,
yet she waited all day with her hopes at their best,
and cried all night with disappointment wetting her rug.

A mom and dad she did have she knew for sure,
cos' all her classmates did, and she wondered why,
her's had left her all alone in this place so obscure,
yet her love for them strengthened as time passed by.

She knelt down infront of the Christmas crib so beautiful,
and folded her little arms with devotion and sorrow,
what she prayed for you could guess, she was hopeful,
her parents would definitely come today or tomorrow

Her favorite part of Christmas was the beautiful crib,
the sight of baby Jesus in-between Mary and Joseph,
"What would christmas be like with mom and dad?"
she sat wondering in the company of none but solitude.

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