Sweet poor Child (For children's day)

I wake in the mornings 

To my mummy's hugs 

Sweet kisses planted

On my hair well combed

After a warm bath 

Waiting for a hot made breakfast

But it's only just dream, poor child

A wish that may never be sweet child

I rush to the school bus

With my snacks and bag

Dad says "be careful"

And Mum says"I love you "

While I hop on with confidence 

Waving cos I got this covered 

But it's just a fantasy sweet child

One that might not be poor child

Now I'm back home 

And I'm still very hopeful 

I tell them my fears

And they burn them like fire

Which makes me so Jolly 

When they sing me to bed with joy

But that's just me dreaming poor child

Hope Fate keeps me this day poor sweet child.

To comfort, love, protection, provision, education, hope and future of the world's Children.