It is a somber joy to know that there is a good chance your future child still has a mother who loves him. A mother who simply can't feed him and is forced to give him away with not only the hope that he will find a better life, but the hope that he will live. This poem is composed with those thoughts in mind; thoughts that have almost continually filled my mind over the past days.
Over the rainbow
A hungry mother cries.
Looking back...walking away...
"Will my child forgive what I've done today?"
"God give me the peace to know
that he will go
Over the rainbow."
Somewhere over the rainbow
There's a land so rich
A heritage so full of kings and feasts, of famine
and of war;
Where children with smiles that would melt the soul
Laugh and play and are often told
That their mothers, their fathers, can try
That they must go.
We are coming for you - my child -
Please don't loose your smile.
We are coming from