Look at the picture, look at the child, it is a reflection of yourself or are you one of them that wished destiny could have placed you there?
To the late, it is nothing wrong with you...you were given the wrong, the cold stones.

Even stones appears to be soft
when they represent an act of love,
a child between his parents…
and nothing more,
just an infinite tenderness
that are the real walls of home.

That child could had been a bird
protected on a nest of thorns,
from the intrusion of polar winds
or circling in the sky, the predators,
it will be protected by
motherly feathers against Jack Frost.

Many a man or a woman will see what
they wanted as a child on the stones,
the arms of Dad all around
and the warmth from the heart of Mom,
no more lonely orphan is there
that the ones that parental love left alone.

Look at the picture and tell me sincere
that the child in the picture is you so,
because many will envy you to have had
what they were promised and had not,
to be a bird like. a little child surrounded
by the arms of Dad and the Heart of Mom.