I Am a Child- Poem Written For Restore a Child Organization

I am a child Like the one you tuck in bed The one you kiss on the head The one who gets loved instead The one who is so well fed I am a child I am a child Like the one who gives you joy Your pretty girl and fine boy The one who gets every toy The one who none dares annoy I am a child I am a child With no home to call my own The cold reaching to my bone Hunger pangs, all that I’ve known In tattered clothes, I have grown I am a child I am a child The pavement my only bed Dreaming of a piece of bread With a small heart full of dread My life hanging from a thread I am a child I am a child With no gifts beneath the tree With no hope to be set free Wanting like YOUR child to be Why, oh, why, can’t you love ME? I am a child I am YOUR child I am GOD’s child Remember me this Christmas…. Eileen Manassian Ghali I'm privileged that Norma Nashid, founder of Restore a Child, has asked me to be an ambassador for the organization to help raise awareness of the plight of less fortunate children around the world. She asked me to write a poem for their newsletter, and I am sharing her FB post regarding it here with you. (The poem below was written by Eileen Manassian Ghali, a professor of English at Middle East University in Beirut, Lebanon. She dedicated her poem this Christmas to Restore a Child. Her mother, Angel Dikran Manassian was my favorite teacher and my first teacher in school. Now I get the honor of enjoying the beautiful writing of her daughter, Eileen.--Norma Nashed) If you are interested in finding out more about this humanitarian organization, please look them up on FB. I will be writing an article soon to highlight the plight of Syrian Refugee children in Lebanon. I hope my Mama would be proud of me! restoreachild.org http://ymlp.com/zMiueR (latest newsletter) https://www.facebook.com/RestoreAChild My poem will be published in the next edition