ehsaase jurm

,,,,..in one corner of  the  partially dark room  he sat sobbing  on the floor mat with his head  sunk between his  knees, , in the city a five year  old girl richly dressed slept , she was  a true image of an angel of purity and innocence,  he weeping lifted his head up to look at the angelic child,  his tears were  the tears of guilt  , his tears were  tears of fondness for the child