A Poem For Ukranian Children, and Children Everywhere

By local author: Linda Kay Simmons

Your cry for children Is heard, Throughout the universe. It speaks to the wombs of mothers everywhere. To barren mothers as well as those that bear. For are we not all mothers To one another? Is a child only yours Does that pass from your womb? Go out into the world, Listen and hear the cry of Children everywhere and Ask thyself, "To Whose Mother Need I Be?" and be That Mother to them and to thyself. For a mother's love is an Unselfish love. It matters not to whom it goes, As long as it goes into the world, Loving, healing, giving warmth, To all it can. A mother's love, A mighty thing.