It's d' God, God only wrote d' letter

At d' top of her voice called mom,

found a letter in front of the door

"I'll come to your home, my dear,

to see u, your welfare to explore"

 

They stayed in that small house,

only a daughter with her mother

someone hit on d' door that night,

the daughter answered the door

 

Saw nobody there, only d' letter,

picked it up, read it in one breath

her hands trembled, called mom,

told across d' length and breadth

 

God might visit us today for sure,

daughter insisted to get prepared

it's  the job of some naughty boy,

staying in d' street in d' backyard

 

"Playing d' dirty tricks to tease you,

wrote, see both of u soon my dear

why God to visit poorest of d' poor?"

the girl never believed her mother

 

Tried her paramount to persuade,

"I have a feeling it might come true

be mentally composed to meet Him,

face d' scenario and pass-through"

 

A small house with a space crunch,

but d' heart spacious and bumper

took out a neat carpet from d' trunk,

kept ready to spread it on d' floor

 

If God frankly comes up their home,

what to feed, how to treat Him then

to cook a meal for the lovely guest,

pondered and surveyed d' kitchen

 

Broke opened her loved piggy bank,

for buying Rs300, d' amount saved

a drizzle, cool wind, chilled d' spine,

took a blanket, an umbrella in hand

 

A milk pack, a small box of sweets

few more needed items to be bought

walked to d' grocery store li'l away,

on back home hire an auto, thought

 

To be at home before God reaches,

if He arrives early might get upset

temperature dropping further down,

so cold, wished to unfold d' blanket

 

Saw a couple standing on d' roadside,

while the auto passed nearby them

a kid crying restively in d' lady's lap,

things not right must be a problem

 

Auto reached d' door of their house,

mom got down, daughter impatient

paid to d' auto driver, talked to him

to go to d' couple, the kid innocent

 

Saw the baby having a high fever,

parents had nothing for it to feed

there d' esteemed guest to arrive,

here d' weak hungry child's need

 

Somehow she can manage d' God,

pacify d' guest, attempt to explain

can't leave the ill child and parents,

God even won't be able to pardon

 

Whatever items she had purchased,

whole stuff handed over to d' mother

the 50 Rs change, her umbrella, also

d' folded blanket for d' child to cover

 

Came home fast, if God had arrived,

mom alone, tough to treat the guest

but found mom standing at the door,

"a lot of time u took, turned up late "

 

Another letter, here I've discovered,

in part, got drenched in d' rainwater

struck in curiosity, d' girl grabbed it,

intricately began to read it quicker

 

"My girl, I got immensely delighted,

u seem weak yet vibrant and gleeful

packed in kindness to the sufferers,

d' superb act turns you too graceful"

 

"Rain's efforts to soak the kid over,

d' brolly, d' blanket hills of comfort

you'll get back all the articles soon,

along with my mammoth support"

 

No soul visible along d' roadside,

irresistibly read the letter further

"I am inhabited in each molecule,

try not to find me here nor there"

 

I'm there for all the needy persons,

also in u, in your noble intents dear

she sobbed, poured tear, told mom

"it's d' God, God only wrote d' letter