I open wide
A special door
To a special room
In my heart
For children
I do not know
But whom I love
Children abused
Abandoned
Ones made to
Disappear
Children caught
In war
Innocents maimed
Innocents dying
Bless their souls
Oh bless them
They are like a field
Of flowers
Scattered in the wind
Some survive
To grow again
Others never return
Leaving their presence
Their beauty
To remain in my
Mind
Live in my heart
Never
To forget them
—2011