"Sunday Morning Orphans"

Sunday morning rising new

Two by two in rows to queue

Children at the local orphanage

Maybe breakfast if we wait awhile

Boiled porridge without salt to taste

But never crying why me last in line

Mother Teresa so kind with her smile

Praying a prayer mercy please dear God

The babies need some milk and honey

Mixed in a bowl with loving care

Blessed are these children

Born anew in your view

The miracle tomorrow

Finally free with

Chocolate pudding

Served in golden bowls

Topped with tiny cherries

Just for fun maybe ice cream

Seeing the new kitchen in view

Shiny spoons engraved with names

Never more weeping our shame in vane

Where are our parents hiding today?

The church bells ringing new hymns

Trying to send a message to them

All is forgiven by God’s grace

Sunday morning rising new

Wake up all the children

Visitors have arrived today

From his church congregation

Adoption documents in the hall

Line up two by two if you are twins

God’s miracle signing your new name

No more fears of being left behind

This holy day dawning in peace

Mother Teresa in a prayer

Holding your hands

The healing touch

From our Lord.