Slightly crazy writer and passionate educator for those who struggle
A child cries out for love
In different ways
They smile
They laugh
They chuckle
They rest a sad, tear stained face upon
A caring nearyby adult.
The lucky child
Sees all theses things
And knows what comfort a hug brings
They know the right way to call out
A cry for help is answers,
A not quite so lucky child
Might end up
Under Government protection
But there are still more lonesome souls
Deprived of love or even attention
These children do not fall through cracks
They are not even noticable on the sidewalk
These children might have some food and a bed
But not the slightest bit of attention.
How does a child go unnoticed
In a house filled with others.
How does a child go unnoticed
A week long lost and homeless
A sad, but beautiful written poem! So true!!!! 😥
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That is the biggest issue I have with teaching – some students are so far lost in the cracks that no about of digging will get them out.
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