One chilly morning, young Annie and Mom
Walked through the city, quiet and calm.
They passed by tall buildings and windows so wide,
Where lights sparkled warmly from the inside.

Just then a long car pulled up to the gate,
Shiny and smooth, it looked really great.
Two fancy-dressed ladies stepped in with a smile,
Laughing together in elegant style.

Annie walked softly, her eyes big and round,
Watching the wheels roll over the ground.
She looked at her boots, a little bit worn,
And felt just a twinge of being forlorn.

Her mom noticed quickly. “What’s on your mind?”
“That car looks so nice, and their clothes are all lined.
They ride in warm seats while we walk in the snow.
It doesn’t seem fair—isn’t that so?”

Her mom gave a smile and pointed ahead,
“To someone who’s sitting with no coat or bed.”
A girl about Annie’s age sat on the street,
Wrapped in a blanket and rubbing her feet.

She wasn’t upset, just hopeful and brave,
She smiled at Annie and gave a small wave.
Annie waved back and felt something new—
A thought that was warm, honest, and true.

“I guess we’re lucky,” she softly said.
“I’ve got warm mittens and a soft, safe bed.
I have lunch at school and a place to stay,
And someone who walks with me every day.”

Her mom squeezed her hand and gave her a grin,
“It’s not what you have—it’s the joy tucked within.”

_{“The Warmest Thing” by Nina D. Smith, published by Bright Bunny Books © 2025. Retelling of “A True Story” from Little Ann and Other Poems by Jane and Ann Taylor.}

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“The Warmest Thing” is best suited for students in grades 3–4, with accessible language, relatable emotions, and a gentle message about gratitude and empathy.