Tripoli Hala Moubayad, Lebanon The day I left Tripoli was horrid I left my family and peers It taught me everything as a kid I left not alone in my tears.
The Child in Him and Me Diane Pierre, Haiti I loved the child in him So innocent and sweet The tender way he spoke That showed me that he cared The touch of his warm hand That gently touched my hair For when I was with him I found the child in me.
My Lasting Promise to You Merlene Leandre, Haiti Love is a word with many meanings. So when I say, “I love you,” I want you to understand Exactly what I mean. I don’t say “I love you” Expecting something in return, Or just to make you feel better. I say it so that you know That no matter what else happens in my life, There is at least one thing That you can count on: Me loving you. |