Little Soul Lost

Little Soul Lost

Once upon a time in a pretty little rhyme
One little soul got lost.
Battered and bruised, discarded and used,
Through this restless life she tossed.

Not important enough to get to know,
Just a thorn in the sides of many.
One little soul perhaps ignored by most,
Not really cherished by any.

Just tossing along, no longer whole,
Not very much left to offer.
Seeking the one truly worthwhile thing-
Spiritual gold for the coffer.

One little lost soul, searching for God
In a world ruled by money and greed.
Hang on little soul, you must search for your answers
without compromising your creed...

Mary Briggs