My sister Julie, aged only six;
She asked me,
'Why do these adults run for work?
Why do they not give us time?
Why do they think of making money?
Are they growing a money tree?'
              Was shocked, I;
              Even I was left alone like this.
              But my best friend Brenda,
              a fair doll,
            made me believe she was my world.
Julie's innocent eyes looked into mine,
I didn't know what to say!
For even I had felt the same way,
no family, no friends.
I couldn't tell my parents a no,
for they were spending the money,
on us.
But even I,
like Julie,
looked so lonely,
because even I felt like her once.
                She poked my arm,said,I,
                "Why can't they give us time?",
                I looked into her innocent eyes,               and said,
              "Because they care for us a  lot,
                and this isn't a lonely time..."...

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