I am warm and giving.
I wonder what the world will be like for my children.
I hear the waves on the beach.
I see the orange sunset.
I want peace of mind.
I am warm and giving.
I pretend to be a space traveler.
I feel disappointed in broken drems.
I touch the future every day.
I worry about my children.
I cry when I am invisible.
I am warm and giving.
I understand my mother’s love.
I say it’s the thought that counts.
I dream of unwritten books.
I try to do my best.
I hope for a better tomorrow.
I am warm and giving.
June 1996
