when the money is gone,
and they've taken everything away...
they padlocked your house,
and repoed your car...
the years have passed,
have taken their toll.
even the fires of love,
burned down to embers...
at the end of the day,
at the end of the road...
all you have left are the children.
they carry your heart
to a new day and a new world...
love the children!
every child that is born
carries the holy seed.
whatever it takes,
love the children!
a Jesus, a Buddha, a JFK,
a Gandhi, an Einstein,
a Whitman, a Jefferson...
maybe a stronger, better,
reflection of you!
love the children!
I love this poem, the mind and the lines...everyone is a child and we born and deserve for love and hope...everyone deserves that, even for orphans we still can love them because every one is a children and let we stay to be loved and to love! 10++++++++Unwritten Soul
Yes, the children are affected more when parents have problems. Well written poem..I give you 10 marks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great amount of wisdom and emotion embedded in this giant truth. I like it, I love it! Top Poetry, Eric, a masterpiece. Agree with Soul that it is a 10 ++++++++ Hans