She longed for acceptance.

She thirsted for approval.

She yearned for a warm embrace.

She hungered for love.


None of what she aspired for, materialized.

Had she missed the morsels thrown at her feet?

Was there anything left for her?

She looked around her, agonizingly.


She knelt on the dusty pathway.

She crawled, clawing frantically, searching, seeking.

She tried to gather crumbs strewn around her. 

Meagre crumbs of acknowledgement flung her way.