When our recent Kenya missions team arrived in Kitale, we were greeted by our friend and my hero...Allison Hibbard.
Allie had been serving orphans and run-aways and throw-aways for 7 months in Kenya and just days before we arrived, this sweet case of ringworm joined her facial family...to her complete dismay, since so many friends would soon be seeing her and greeting her with...'What's that about?' looks, and various unspoken messages of disgust.
There are signs that mark our journey,
As we move from land to land
Some are told and some are written
Some in ink, on back or hand
One such marking I will carry,
Of Kitale- home with me
It's a circle--it's a virus
On my cheek, for all to see
I won't cover or deny
This tiny 'O' upon my face
It will be a sweet reminder
Of these people...of this place
I will never forget this journey
Or the changes that I see
Tho' this mark will some day fade, I pray
I KNOW, that these children stay with me.
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i love this poem!
ReplyDeleteNice poem. Here's one for you, based on your previous post:
ReplyDeleteI have oft been pointed at
For my tallness is a fact
So, now I point at other things
In hopes it will distract
You are so bad!!!!! How embarassing for her!! Funny poem though.......
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