A Blanket

Sat, 04/12/2014 - 19:19 -- JKVilca

For every baby that lies in the cold. For each infant who was told- they are not loved. For every child that sobbed tears. For every year that passed without a smile. If I could, I would provide a blanket. A blanket provides shelter. A blanket provides warmth. A blanket provides affection. Love that didn't come from the expected direction. But eventually, love would come. Love would come.

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