To the child
On the path to life,
I love you
To the child
Who found life
Yet found no love,
I love you
To the child
Who found life
And found love too,
I love you
To the child
Who knows no love
But gives bread to a stranger,
I love you
To the child
Who labors from dawn till dusk
To feed his world,
I love you
To the child
Whose soul is seared
And body scarred with the rod,
I love you
I love you
To the child
Who cries herself to sleep
On the hem of defilement,
I love you
To the child
Who sings in the alley
Because he has everything,
I love you
To the child
Who can bear it no more
And prays to God her soul to take,
I love you
To the child
Who is thrown like a burden
From a foster shed to another,
I love you
To the child
Whose clothes are rags
And yet knows happiness,
I love you
To the child
Who is dressed in fine purple and linen
And knows no happiness,
I love you
To the child
Born or unborn,
Happy or sad,
I love you
To my nephews and niece
Ebube, Dubem, Dera and Amanda,
I love you beyond words can describe
You light up my world
To my nephews and niece
Ebube, Dubem, Dera and Amanda,
I love you beyond words can describe
You light up my world
To my unborn children
I pray to God for the grace
To be the best mother—because
I love you.
This poem is dedicated to my nephews and niece, and to every child, born or unborn, bond or free, happy or sad, rich or poor - Jesus loves you
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