It might be two dollars, it might be ten, it might be something you’ll never use again. But somewhere far from where we stand, a child is reaching for a helping hand. We spend a little without much thought, on things we need and things we’ve bought. But here’s a chance to spend and know that what you give can help hope grow. A meal, a book, a safer place, a little more light on a child’s face. So place your bid, and if you win, know something bigger just happened within. Because kindness travels farther than we see, across the mountains, across the sea. And maybe the item is what caught your eye but helping a child is the reason why. So bid if you can, give what you’re able, help put some hope on another child’s table. Because changing the world doesn’t always look big sometimes it starts with one little bid. — Jason Strickland The Art of Poetry Community

For the Children of Grace 4 Africa Child Care The sun woke up and stretched its rays, And smiled upon a brand-new day. The birds began to sing a tune, While monkeys danced beneath the moon! A little goat put on a hat, And tried to teach a dog to chat. The dog said, “Woof!” The goat said, “Baa!” They laughed so hard they woke Grandma! An elephant came stomping through, With one red sock and one bright blue. He tried to dance, he tried to spin, But tripped and landed on his chin! The children laughed and clapped along, And filled the morning with a song. They jumped so high, they touched the sky, And waved to clouds as they sailed by. One little child said, “Watch me fly!” And leaped beneath the bright blue sky. Another shouted, “I can too!” And landed in a puddle SPLASH! KER-POO! They raced the wind, they chased the sun, They showed the world how joy is done. With muddy toes and happy feet, They made the whole wide world their street. And when the stars came out to play, They tucked their giggles all away. But one small laugh escaped the night, And sent the moon into delight. For every child, both near and far, Is brighter than the brightest star. And every dream, however small, Deserves a chance to grow up tall. So laugh out loud and dance all day, Let nothing steal your joy away. The world is big, but here's what's true It needs the special light of YOU! ❤️ By Jason Strickland The Art of Poetry Community

This is a poem I wrote for you from Jason Strickland and the Art of Poetry Community Somewhere beneath the same wide sky you wake to another morning, another day waiting to see what you will become. And I hope you know you are not forgotten. Not by the people who have heard your names, not by the hearts that have never stood where you stand but still believe your dreams matter. You may be far from us, but distance has never been strong enough to keep love from finding its way home. So let this be your reminder: You matter. Your laughter matters. Your questions matter. The little dreams you carry inside those growing hearts matter. One day you will look back at the child you were and understand something you may not understand today that your story was never meant to end where it began. There are pages ahead you haven't written yet. Pages filled with possibility. Pages filled with courage. Pages filled with laughter, with learning, with love. And perhaps someday one of you will become the person who reaches back for another child and says, “I remember being you. Come with me. You don't have to walk alone.” Until then, keep growing. Keep dreaming. Keep laughing when you can. And when the world feels too big and your dreams feel too far away, look up. The same moon watches over you that watches over us. The same stars shine above your home and mine. And somewhere beneath that endless sky there are people who believe that every child deserves a chance to become everything they were born to be. Including you. Especially you. You are seen. You are loved. You are not forgotten. By Jason Strickland

In the heart of a village where bright rivers run, A chorus of laughter outshines the warm sun. For the children of Africa, resilient and bright,Are holding a future that’s brimming with light. They dream of a chalkboard, a desk, and a pen,Of learning today to lead bravely back then.With baskets of hope and a vision so clear, Grace 4 Africa opens its arms every year. Now a bridge must be built out of kindness and care,To answer a heartbeat, a hope, and a prayer. Every gift is a brick, every dollar a seed, To cultivate futures and answer a need.For clean water flowing and tables well-fed, For safe places sleeping and paths cleared ahead. Your hands hold the power to help them stand tall,To prove that no dream is too distant or small so let us come together, as one global shore, To open a window, to unlock a door.For when we give grace to a child far away,We kindle a light that will outlive the day. By Jason Strickland The Art of PoetryCommunity

Hello family let's welcome Kaspar 🤗 @Kaspar Englund