THIS child needs your love,
this child sees himself in
mamas arms,
this child sings,
this child laughs,
this child cries, when your
sitting by your self.
THIS child sees your tears,
this child waits untill its
past.
this child sings,
this child laughs,
this child cries, when your
sitting by your self.
THIS child takes your hand,
this child leads you to a
chair.
this child sings,
this child laughs,
this child takes away your pain.
SO WELL HERE YOU HAVE DEPICTED THE INNOCENCE OF A CHILD & THEIR ABILITY TO SHOWER GLIMMERINGS OF HOPE TO THE GAUNTESS OF SITUATIONS. WELL DONE, SIR DAVID, AS PER USUAL...FRANK
A splendid read, and so I do not sound repeative, I agree with Duncan whole heartly. Patricia Gale
If we refuse to allow the Child within to sing and dance in our hearts, taking a risk infront of offers, then how can we ever truly be healed.We must laugh out loud and laugh at our-selves like no-one is watching and like nobody cares, A great poem Love Duncan X
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
surely this child deserves love and sympathy as any other child. A good poem to read.