I see you young one,
standing so still, eyes gazing out
the front store window,
at all the people who pass back and forth.
Watching the young girls stop and stare at you,
with such smiles and amazement,
yet no one does come for you.
Still you stand there,
looking at the street with such
an innocent expression.
Always wearing that lovely rose colored dress,
with a spring bonnet
on top of that long golden hair.
Such a perfect little lady,
with only one longing you seem to have.
To have some little girl
take you home with her,
to be part of someone's family
and be surrounded by such love.
But till that time does come,
you will stay in that store window -
waiting for that little girl
to take you away,
from this cold and loveless store window.