With wordless voice;
Watching peers at play
Wonders why she is isolated,
Unable to join in the fun;
Hugging her doll in loneliness,
Her world is silence!
A lonely bystander,
By chance, I met this little mute girl again. She was clutching her doll and watching other children play “catch”.
She wanted to join them but was rudely and forcely rejected. My heart was overwhelmed by emotion. As a result, the above poem was written. Hope you can emphatize