Little Miss. S was sick tonight. Sick to her stomach. I rubbed her back, and cleaned up after her. I gave her sprite, and crackers, and rocked her back to sleep, and tucked her into bed.
There are 160 million orphans in this world. Who is wiping their tears? Who is tucking them into bed at night?
I am deeply troubled by the orphan crisis. What can we do?
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