Dear Little Girl...

Standing on the corner of a very busy and dangerous world,

Dear Little Girl,

I see you standing on the corner of a very busy world.

At the intersection. All alone. Wondering which way to turn. Questioning which street will lead you all the way back home.

Little girl, what is your name?

I cannot hear your small voice as you whisper it to me. The traffic is too loud. The people are too impatient. Everyone is rushing…