The promise of green in a land that is baron
where children can play in a world they can count on.
The promise of crystal streams and working wells
where their thirst can be quenched after chasing their tails.
The promise of feeding their minds with all good things
the playground of the world is full of swings.
The promise of keeping them safe most important of all
help them grow catch them when they fall.
Promises, promises not easy to keep
Broken is the promise that sees a child weep.
© Michelle Sotiriou 2014