Vilma Young

(New York, New York)

The Children's International Song

Poem by Vilma Young

This day will live in history,
Children meet in the land of the free,
To greet new friends across the sea,
and share the blessing of liberty.

We come from east, we come from west,
And north and south to do our best,
I say to you let us be friends
Because on this, true peace depends.

Oh, troubled world bowed down with pain
We share a common fate, beware,
Embrace the virtues, once again,
For a world of peace, love and care.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003