A little girl named yaishree

Out there somewhere in the tea stall I was having tea with my dad somewhat lost in my mind . Along came a little a little girl and her dad to sit beside us . A brave little girl whose courage I could use a little. She peered into my eyes to find me but I maintain my silence till I thought it was ripe for me to break the ice and out came the name yaishree soft but bold little voice. I think the reason I recall her name was because she tàught me what it means to be a fellow human . Yes I will remember her name.