Town Children
Within our care
They find their home
Warm love we share
They get from our grace-dome.
Our “Boys’ Town”
Welcomes street kids as good pals
While our “Girls’ Town”
Greets heartily those distressed gals.
We cherish our “Town Children”
Young residents so precious
Needing compassion from brethren
With kindness bountifully gracious.
“Town Children” clamor for loving families
Since they’re abandoned, orphaned, neglected
Others have just been rescued from anomalies
Of grievous relationships; and must be protected.
Secured are our “Town Children” within peace-bliss
Guided by devoted house parents who minister well
Helping them overcome traumas they should miss
And enjoy progress-delights of milestones’ yell.
It’s a blessing to see our “Town Children” jubilant
Finding sweet succor inside our offered haven
While learning and staying courageously vigilant
Awaiting their guardians who are adoption-proven.
As one among “Town Children*” volunteer care-givers
I pray for them good health and grand future
With functional lives as transformed believers
Having faith in God, serving by His mercy’s gesture.
*Psalm 127:3 Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward.
October 2, 2019
1st place, "BRIAN'S SELECT 7,any form,any theme" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 6/7/2020.
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2019
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