A Simple Girl

To little Samara Once, I found a bible lying on the street I found it in the parking lot of the grocery store I took the book to the library I did not know what to do momentarily. As I am recollecting this memory now, I do not know why I recalled her face again. She posted her status on Facebook A Smiling picture with her colleague I can still recall her post It started with a typo “0n an official trip……” And, I was noticing that it began with a zero, A zero instead of an O letter, capitalized. She was a kind soul, gentle and straightforward Something was very natural about her I envied her simplicity in a real sense I liked her smile, such a genuine smile! Smiling is hard for me, especially nowadays. When thinking inline is tight with the apparent face. Within two hours, the plane crashed, Made big news on the internet She left a little girl, I was thinking about her smiling face I was thinking about the little girl. Her last photo, taken on an airport lounge Had her naturally glowing, smiling face. It had a simple girl starting her journey with a big, big zero.