She is not a gymnast

She has pretty slim body; is just nine or ten.
Pushed her mother for the prey, out of den.
In her hands, she holds an iron rod wheel.
Her body is quite flexible from head to heel.
Her beautiful and smiley face, adorable by all.
Performs typical tough acts, on her own call.
Falls backward to hold ground by hands, as low.
Bends herself keeping abdomen up, like a bow.

Next, passes through the ring, her body folded.

Not afraid of injuries, despite at times jolted.  

She has amazing body control but not a gymnast.

Sent by mom with half filled tummy, half on fast.

She raises her hands, falls forward and rolls.

Does all for few pennies, unknown of life goals.

She does all these on the crowded crossings.

Usually watched by those, on vehicles passing.
When the light becomes red and vehicles stop.
With extended hands, from car to car, she hops.