The Little Angel (Kirti Changlani)

Ever since I was a little girl,

I feared crossing streets alone

I feared walking the other side without someone holding my hand

I used to wait for someone else to walk that same path and shyly follow them

One such day, I saw a young girl,

Just like me she’d fear walking the other side

She looked at me and I knew the feeling she said through her eyes

I nodded and non-verbally guided her through my gestures

She smiled and thanked me

Ever since that day, I haven’t been afraid

Maybe she was an angel who mended a broken part of me

By telling me that no matter the cracks

I could still learn to dream, walk and cross an unfamiliar street

And maybe help someone too!