![]() As I reflect on MLK, Jr. Day, my heart sings these thoughts: Every child dreams of a life fulfilled Every child dreams of being known Every child dreams of being loved Every child needs to be held Every child needs to be nourished Every child needs to belong Hearts of innocence and wonder can harden Voices telling them they don’t matter Finding themselves unseen and unheard All will find ways of expression Some creative, some destructive, some violent All hungry for connection What if every child knew love No matter skin color, country of origin, religious beliefs of their families What if every child was told they had something good to offer the world What if every child was told they could That someone who cared was watching And cheering them on What if every child was told they matter What if every child had nutritious food, clean water, access to education? What if every child in this world had a chance to believe that all things are possible? Today, look into the heart of the child near you It may be a child of two, or forty-two, or eighty-two Really look, with eyes filled with love Dreams are waiting to be birthed, to be spoken All a child wants is to be asked "What do you desire? Tell me about your dreams." And to be told that with God, all things are possible.
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Gena Davis
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