Gods Children Poem by Owen Cullimore

Gods Children

Go to sleep little one
Lay down your sleepy head
Close your heavy weary eyes
Away from harm and dread
Your one of Gods little children
Sent to us to make our day
So that we can love you
In each and every way
You bring joy into our lives
And you make us weep and smile
But sadly some nasty people
Can be violent and vile
They take away your innocence
For their own selfish needs
Never caring about what they do
It's just their sickness that it feeds
To destroy a life in one so small
A crime against all humanities
The pain and suffering that it brings
Sometimes you're the only one that sees
The damage that's been inflicted
A body torn apart
The suffering will be always there
Deep inside your heart
But with Gods help and your resilience
You will overcome your fear
Because you will learn someday that
There are people who care
The true ones that will love you
Be there for you each day
And do their best to keep you safe
From those who would do you harm in any way
So never let despair
Take away your life, Gods gift to you
Because he's always there on the look out
Watching everything you do
That hand upon your shoulder
The wind against your cheek
You will feel him around to give you the strength
That you will always seek
So sleep tight little soldier
Never fear that he will leave
Because you will always feel him
Tugging at your sleeve