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On a cold night, many years ago
In a train set to depart
There was a tap at my window
I peered out with a start

There stood an orphan boy with a cup
He wore a rag tied about his face
I saw his hunger as he looked up
I’d some change, to a door I raced

Then I felt the jarring motion
Helpless…I could do no more
Save jump from the locomotion
He in the distance, my heart tore

I will never forget that little boy
Left destitute in the cold
Starving, freezing with naught a toy
Just a beggar’s cup to hold

And a Little Child Shall Lead Them
President Boyd K. Packer
May 2012, Ensign, 6


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