Where children smile and play freely
They laugh out loud and run with joy
There is a land
Where their Dreams are cherished
Their innocence is protected
There is a land
Where children come home to love
They feel nurtured and valued
There is a land
Where molestors dare not tread
and children can feel safe in thier beds
There is a land
Where all this is true
It is one that I have never seen
4 comments:
Love this.
isn't that something we both speak of this land in our poems...won't it be wonderful when we arrive there?
much admiration
joy
I am sure that one day such a land will exist.
As children who were abused, we never knew this land. As adults speaking out about abuse, we can create this land for future children.
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