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