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A Child Respected
In tender youth, where dreams are softly spun,
A child, like morning dew on petals fair,
If nurtured with respect, will brightly run,
Through life, unburdened by the weight of care.
With gentle words and kindness as their guide,
Their spirit grows, unscarred by doubt’s cruel night,
No shadows dim their worth, no need to hide,
For they are cherished, known in love’s pure light.
The world may rage, but they will stand serene,
With inner strength, their soul’s eternal flame,
A testament to what respect can mean,
In hearts unscarred by guilt or need for fame.
Oh, may we learn, as morning learns the dawn,
To treat with care the seeds of human grace,
For children raised in love and honour drawn,
Will bloom, and all the world with beauty lace.
