With Open Arms Poem by patricia merritt

A child needs love they come to us
from above,
When they come to you with a scrapped
knee you pick them up so tenderly.
They lift their arms up to you hoping
to receive you'r open arms, knowing
that you care that they can sleep with
ease.

There are children that don't feel the
peace and love, oh so many children
are in pain, going to bed with empty
stomaches.
They need to know their on our minds,
they are not forgotten.
With open arms we can prevent this,
caress them wipe their tears, to show
them they do not have to fear.
With Open Arms.