Sweet girl, firstborn in an alien country! <br />’Tis sad your parents now cannot rear thee; <br />Grandparents tend to thee- aren’t you lucky? <br />Your mom and dad miss thee so miserably. <br /> <br />You breathed first air of a foreign country! <br />Be happy breathe you now your Moth’rland’s air; <br />Maybe, you miss your parents’ luxury; <br />Tho’ life to you has been unfair, ’tis fair! <br /> <br />The water you now drink isn’t very clean; <br />The food you take, less sterile than you should; <br />But bless’d are you, amidst a loveful scene! <br />Whatever happens now is for your good. <br /> <br />Pity your parents, who are unlucky, <br />And miss your screams and smiles and lullaby! <br /> <br /> 9-8 -2001 by Dr John Celes <br />To dear Annika<br /><br />Dr John Celes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-dear-child/
