April is Child Abuse Awareness Month...
I posted this a few years back and I wanted to post it once more. Yes, I joke about putting my own two Creeps in the overn and such but in reality Children are our most precious beings, innocent, and needing love. I hope you take time this month to hug a child in your life who is special and remember to love them EVERY DAY no matter what silly tantrum they might throw or how they may have covered your kitchen in flour... They are extensions of ourselves and will keep us going.
Children
We Pray fo Children-
Who sneak Popsicles before supper,
Who earase holes in math work boods,
Who throw tantrums in the grocery store,
and pick at their food,
Who like ghost Stories,
Who can never find their shoes.
And we pray for Children-
Who stare a photographers from behind the barbed wire,
Who can't bund down the street in a new pair of sneakers
Who are born in places we wouldn't be caught dead,
Who never go to the circus,
Who live in an X rated world.
We pray for Children-
Who sleep with the dog and bury the goldfish,
Who bring us sticky kisses and dandelinons,
Who get visits from the tooth fairy,
Who hug us in a hurry and forget their lunch money.
And we pray for Children-
Who never get dessert,
Who have no safe blanket to drag behind them,
Who watch their parents watch them die,
Who can't find any bread to steal,
Who don't have any rooms to clean up,
Whose pictures aren't on anybody's dresser,
Whos monsters are real.
And we pray for Children-
Who spend all of their allowance before Tuesday,
Who shove direty clothes under their beds and never rinse out the tub,
Who don't like to be kissed in front of the carpool,
Who squirm in church or temple and screamin the phone,
Whose tears we sometimes laugh at,
and whose smiles make us cry.
And we pary for Children-
Whose nightmares come in the daytime,
Who will eat anything,
Who have never seen a dentist,
Who aren't spoiled by anybody,
Who go to bead hungry and cry themselves to sleep,
Who live and move, but have no being.
And we pry for those children-
Who want to be carried
and for those who must
.
For those we never give up on and
For those who don't get a second chance,
For those we smother...
and for those who grab the hand of anybody kind enough to offer it.
Children
We Pray fo Children-
Who sneak Popsicles before supper,
Who earase holes in math work boods,
Who throw tantrums in the grocery store,
and pick at their food,
Who like ghost Stories,
Who can never find their shoes.
And we pray for Children-
Who stare a photographers from behind the barbed wire,
Who can't bund down the street in a new pair of sneakers
Who are born in places we wouldn't be caught dead,
Who never go to the circus,
Who live in an X rated world.
We pray for Children-
Who sleep with the dog and bury the goldfish,
Who bring us sticky kisses and dandelinons,
Who get visits from the tooth fairy,
Who hug us in a hurry and forget their lunch money.
And we pray for Children-
Who never get dessert,
Who have no safe blanket to drag behind them,
Who watch their parents watch them die,
Who can't find any bread to steal,
Who don't have any rooms to clean up,
Whose pictures aren't on anybody's dresser,
Whos monsters are real.
And we pray for Children-
Who spend all of their allowance before Tuesday,
Who shove direty clothes under their beds and never rinse out the tub,
Who don't like to be kissed in front of the carpool,
Who squirm in church or temple and screamin the phone,
Whose tears we sometimes laugh at,
and whose smiles make us cry.
And we pary for Children-
Whose nightmares come in the daytime,
Who will eat anything,
Who have never seen a dentist,
Who aren't spoiled by anybody,
Who go to bead hungry and cry themselves to sleep,
Who live and move, but have no being.
And we pry for those children-
Who want to be carried
and for those who must
.
For those we never give up on and
For those who don't get a second chance,
For those we smother...
and for those who grab the hand of anybody kind enough to offer it.