The Famished Little Ones
No one really know the fear they feel;
by Lou Ethel Wade Bush
Because their problem is so very real.
Each day they wake up to their own;
Seeing that neither of them have grown.
Each night they pray their souls to keep.
Realizing each day, they have a challenge to weep.
The famished little ones; They will always be.
Food, warmth and clothings are great necessities.
Their suffering has been, so very long!
One must think; How they have to be strong.
There's a way to help, in their time of sorrow;
Giving them true hope and a new tomorrow;
Contributions and help, they are willing to earn.
They offer thankfulness and love in return.
Please help these famished little ones?
All are God's creation under the sun!