See the Child sitting alone
She sits and waits for help or hope
All she sees is desperate lives
All she hears is gasps of pain
She smells of death and dirt
while she sits among the thorns
See the Child sitting alone
She sits and waits for help or hope
Can you spare a loving touch?
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This post is a part of my commitment to help Compassion International raise awareness and support for children in need around the world.