To Live in Blessed Peace


Little Child

Held tight in your father’s arms

I want to cry

For you

You do not cry

So I will not


Tho your face expresses how

Frightened you are

Your eyes of deep brown

Look sad to my eyes

That see you in a line

Of refugees

Hurrying to where

I don’t know

Germany     perhaps England

Maybe France

You flee your homeland


And little child

Little boy

As you are held

In your father’s arms

So I hold you

In my heart

Hold you with a vision

Of a new life for you

A life free from fear

A place for you to


As children are meant to play


As children are meant to grow

A place that in my


Is every place on earth

Where all children

Of God     of All That Is

No matter who they are

No matter where they come


Live in Blessed Peace

*photo credit, UNICEF

One thought on “To Live in Blessed Peace

  • October 18, 2015 at 5:01 pm

    Mom – the photo is so evocative, and the poem so expressive! Beautiful and heart wrenching at the same time.


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