Watching from a distance, a two week old baby girl,
so beautiful and enchanting.
Very alert, looking around at everything, all move-
ment being made by other children and her brother.
Knowing that she is the future of our world, seeing
hope blossoming from such a young one.
An innate knowing, whispering in my mind that she
too will be a leader in this world of ours.
As long as her parents bring her up, knowing right
from wrong, having morals and ethics.
Without these things in her life she won't succeed,
so hopefully her parents will do right by her.
So very true, I too often see in the media parents neglecting their children. Every child should have a childhood, a good education and not to be forced to work when they should be in school. Lovely poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good one. if a child is brought up in a good way she or he can be a promising leader.