Missing Girl

Life is a promising happening, fulfillments are at our doors, nothing come along beside yours, yours are yours, who has come to this world without going? Dear Girl, mummy hates you not, she spoke right for you, alright she held you close, by heart she dream for you a better you in a lovely home with a brighter clue. O Girl! I wonder why you wander around homes, thinking solace is hidden behind mummy's home, and you went out home for days. Dear Girl, life isnt so as you thinking come back home, we await your returning.