Small Whisper

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The van ride
Made her weary.
Yet, it was essential
For her to continue.
It was her assignment
To check on the needy.
It gave her a sense
Of self-purpose
And reminded her
How much alike
Everyone’s basic needs were.
As she approached the house,
A small child
Ran over to her
And slowly
Reached up her hand.
In her tiny, curled fingers
Was a sheet of paper.
The girl shyly
Gazed up and let out
A small whisper
“I love you!”

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