The boy on road..

The little boy on the road,
Toils daily in the harsh sun.
He wants to go to school,
Yet his fortune isn't bright.
He has no parents to look upto,
Just god to rest his shoulder on.
A little, cute sister is his sibling,
Her laughter fills his heart full.
He works to be her life's light,
Selling hats and goggles many.
The sweat rewards him money,
Resting his hunger pangs slightly.
They have a world of their own,
So festive to look,so dark to see.