Little Child
Held tight in your father’s arms
I want to cry
For you
You do not cry
So I will not
Either
Tho your face expresses how
Frightened you are
Your eyes of deep brown
Look sad to my eyes
That see you in a line
Of refugees
Hurrying to where
I don’t know
Germany perhaps England
Maybe France
You flee your homeland
Syria
And little child
Little boy
As you are held
In your father’s arms
So I hold you
In my heart
Hold you with a vision
Of a new life for you
A life free from fear
A place for you to
Play
As children are meant to play
Grow
As children are meant to grow
A place that in my
Vision
Is every place on earth
Where all children
Of God of All That Is
No matter who they are
No matter where they come
From
Live in Blessed Peace
*photo credit, UNICEF
