Treasure

He picked the fruits at dawn,Taking care to find the ripe ones,

He had to reach the market early,To sell them all faster,

He needed the money,All he could make,

Not for his sake,but for his little girl,

It was her birthday, she wanted a present,

Nothing so fancy, only a little doll,

Life had cheated him from so many pleasures,

But he did all he could for her,For she was his only treasure.

-S.M.

Daily Post – Cheat

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