All My Children - Kidsterkids
All my children, all are mine,
the weak, the injured, the hungry, the blind.
Every KidsterKid who without a choice of their own,
that was born into this world without a home.
Every abused and misused child,
every domestic, stray, feral or naturally wild.
You Are All My Children, Every Single One.
I'll do my best to find all of you your place in the sun.
Copyright © Billy Thekidster | Year Posted 2016
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