Sunday, January 2, 2011

In memory

Approximately one year ago, somewhere on this side of the world, a little boy whom I loved dearly went to be with Jesus. He died of a common flu, never knowing the love and comfort of a mother’s arms, with no one who cared enough to take note of the date. He was discarded and deemed as worthless by this world nevertheless, he was a precious and beloved child of God. So today I want to share this poem with you in honour of a precious little boy who deserves to be remembered…

While we were…

While we were eating...
... they were hungry

While we were playing...
... they were restrained

While we were tucking our kids into bed...
... they were alone

While we turned up the heat...
... they laid in the icy cold

While we wrapped our children in blanket sleepers...
... they laid in their own excrement

While we sang songs and listened to music...
... they listened to the screams and cries of those around them

While we rocked our babies...
... they silently rocked themselves

While we hugged our kids...
... they scratched at their own faces and pulled their own hair for stimulation

While we cried over scraped knees...
... they moaned in their loneliness

While we brushed our daughters' beautiful hair...
... they had their heads shaven to stave off the lice

While we fought off the flu with love and nourishment...
... they got the flu and went Home.

No longer suffering... but so many more still are.

In memory of those that have never felt the love of a family, but have passed away alone.

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