Orphan Gates

Through corresponding Orphan Gates, Taken out One by One. Adorned with a Tiara, Sisters apart, for years. The first carried out, Feet unable to perambulate. First princess over the threshold — Flies feet first into the carriage. On each side, adoptive parents. The second in royal pace, Glances behind, only for a second. Takes her place beside her Sister. Sweet hug, kiss on forehead. The Pumpkin Coach marches on. Delicate orange curtains, gentle wind, guides them forward from the Ukraine to the promise of America. What that is - is a mystery to the girls. Each step will further Freedom. What freedom is A home to call their own A place to run free Choices, choices, choices… Celebrate your own Freedom What many lack Is in their own imagination Turn up gratitude Find someone Less fortunate than you Spend your love on them Choose To give abundantly From your goldmine Godspeed ahead 10/18/2020
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October 19, 2020 at 6:36 AM
Touching poem, with a beautiful message.. I have done a lot of work with orphans, it is so rewarding...
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October 19, 2020 at 1:10 PM
Thank you for that work! So important!
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October 18, 2020 at 11:26 PM
Your ending is so positive. We are all children of God after all. ~~
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October 19, 2020 at 6:12 AM
Yes, we are. Our friends had a wonderful video showing the day they were able to bring their new adopted daughters out of their orphanages. Looked like and likely is a fairytale. Two sisters reunited and two beautiful people who adopted them. Blessings to you! I said a prayer for you and my mother today. <3
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