<≪Here, My Child≫≫ Poem by Low Li Ling Jasmine

In this land of free choice
Innate a world of emotions
To pave an illumination
Of a loved child

I pray for fire
To gentle thy icy angst
And flows in tempest of stormy cries
I pray,
Of tongues harsh to hear
To take wings of flying dove

With worldly-worn gaze
Show you myriads beauty of this earth
Gift a touch beyond literary bent

Let my eyes be witness
To the times where we speak with great fervor
Together

~Low. LL Jasmine
Dedicated to those who have hurt inner child.