A girl lost and small in the deepening night,
Wanders through shadows, far from the light.
Barefoot and quiet, she follows a star,
Hoping it leads her back from afar.

A breeze lifts her hair as she whispers a plea,
For warmth, for home, for someone to see.
In the hush of the dark, with a heart open wide,
She waits for a hand to find hers, to guide.