10/01/2025
Every child deserves the sun,
to feel its warmth upon their skin,
to run freely in the fields
where the earth remembers their name.
Every child deserves a song,
sung by ancestors in the wind,
a heartbeat of the drum
that tells them: you belong.
Every child deserves the dance,
feet wrapped in moccasins,
moving in circles of tradition,
their laughter echoing
like rivers that never end.
Every child deserves love,
arms that hold,
voices that soothe,
a place where tears are healed
and dreams are given wings.
For they are the fire yet to rise,
the guardians yet to grow,
the blossoms of tomorrow’s meadow—
and every child matters,
every single one.
