My Children (Dedicated to Children in Foster Care) By Jilmilla Brumley

In the quiet of the night, under stars that softly gleam, I know my child dreams of a place, of a world beyond the dream. In a journey filled with twists, where paths are often bare, Know, dear child, there's love, a warmth beyond compare. Though your steps may falter, and doubts may cloud the day, Know that hope's gentle whisper is never far away. In the arms of caring souls, you find a haven true, A family woven by love, embracing all of you. Though shadows may linger, and tears may sometimes fall, You're held in gentle hands, cherished through it all. For every trial you face, for every uphill climb, Know that you are precious, a star in life's grand rhyme. So dream, dear child, of joys yet to unfold, Of love that's boundless, of stories yet untold. For in your heart's embrace, in every whispered prayer, Lies the promise of tomorrow, a future bright and fair.