Loving you from afar

I wake this morning and you, sweet child, are with me in my heart. Do you know I'm loving you, loving you from so far away? Are you hungry this morning, sweetheart? Did you get enough to eat yesterday? I get in the shower and hot, clean water pours over me. Have you ever had a hot shower, little one? Or are your baths always in tubs of cold, dirty water?

I heard my children laughing and I remembered your shy smile. But I also remember the sadness in your eyes. Little one, I see your pain and I will not look away.

I remember your trembling hands and the dirt that was caked on your palms. Dearest child, do you know I how much I wish I could change this whole, sick world? I see how poverty crushes you.