Best Orphanage Poems

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A sweet song sung for the orphanage tonight,
A refuge that resides one thousand miles away,
Poor lil’ James still puts on a good fight,
All he wants to do is learn to read and play.

Every now and then...

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Life building is your calling
upon faith strength, prevailing
trusting God Who’s propelling
your mission in care-giving.

With the Lord propping your zest
patience you show by love’s best
steadfast though challenges test
praying for progress that’s blest. 

Life builders … such a great role
to raise kids well is your goal
mentoring to...

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There resided in an Orphanage, called Blessedville
Lovely girls whose names are Charitybelle,
Faithgayle and Hopedelle.
 
They are best friends and in prayer they are aligned
Asking God to give them adoptive parents who are kind…
Yet they must wait for guardians with good heart and mind.
 
One day,...

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That big house was built in the seventeen century when the faith in God was strong,
it told many stories of men with bruised hands and chiseled faces;
they built it with craft and embellished it with stained-glass windows;
girls in their pretty black dresses looked outside and...

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Small boy in an orphanage , his lyric written down, 
he’s thought about it several days, hoping now it’s found 
folded to an airplane, through the window to the crowd 
but no one see’s the message, no one hears the sound 


The orphanage so crowed,...

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Walking With My Mother Past Ursuline Convent and Orphanage (Camp Street)

she remembered
 
meals eaten in silence
agar jelly dessert, the bitterness of seaweed
washed down with milk

rounders with the girls –
the clack of the bat connecting with the ball
exhilaration running the bases 

later in the dorm Sister...

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I was born in a world of poverty and soiled life of a third world country
The way I lived till I was five years of age was walls of boundary
These walls had towers of guards that had no heart or care
If a child would try...

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there's a lot like us
mom's died and left us homeless
not putting our trust in anything
especially the government

owning nothing to our names
we can only afford dreams
at least they calm the pain of this hustle

we hope to see Jesus in the streets
when the boys in khaki suits...

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I went to an orphanage on my birthday
Thought I would become a sad that day
Saw children of all ages joyously playing 
Carefree, they were laughing, enjoying
Each smiled on receiving gift from me
Taught me to live in present with glee

14.10.2021...

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Offering love and care from the Lord
Understanding individual uniqueness
Respecting each one along ministerial glow… 

Optimizing blessed compassion welfare
Reinforcing liberty with responsibility
Practicing patience midst prayer pursuits
Hoisting hope upon kind helpfulness
Asserting appreciation for God’s mercies
Nurturing and nourishing every resident
Affirming Christ’s goodness* always abounding
Gearing faith for blessed transformation
Establishing...

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I was going to build an orphanage
We would develop our own village
Everyone would feel loved
We could call everyone mother and father

Grandparents would teach skills to us
We would learn to play the piano
The singers would form a choir
The swimmers would learn every kind of stroke

There would...

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Its the sight waft of rotting flesh
That first hits you
While the smartly dressed
Smiling warden ushers you in,
Through narrow turnstiles

There are rows of enclosures
A maze of them, a maze of the wild
Its like a snapshot of danger
A dangerous predator-laden savanna
Danger enclosed

Lions...
You will hear their shouting matches
Royal...

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Mothering instincts perked up...
... heart to succor invites now
offers haven of God's love*
while blest soul welcomes midst hope
those seeking refuge from woes
and faith is propped to shelter
orphans yon prayer delight

*Romans 5:8 But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners,...

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True stories are often the saddest, so go to another poem if you 
are afraid of this one.
Seventy-five years ago a Mommy died leaving a boy of two 
with her husband, a farmer.
The husband was a father, but no Daddy; 
he plopped the motherless child...

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