How Can There be Too Many Children

How can they be too many children
That is like saying there are too many flowers

Love life, love them both
Mother and daughter watch them grow
Life’s precious life is gold
How can people be so cold

Take my hand, not my life
I’m made from love, made from light
Don’t stop believing we will find a way.
Please mama let me see the light of day

Generation to generation, standing hand in hand
We are praying for the children all across this land

By David MacDonald, Cortney Kinney (c) 2008