Diego

Living in a world full
Of selfishness and wealth,
I feel the need to do something,
Reach out to others.

Two-year-old Diego
Calls out to me,
His picture spanning the miles
From faraway Guatemala.

Alone with just his mother
And very little else,
There must be some way to help,
Save my money for his life.

It isn't fair,
Growing up with so much,
Knowing others suffer in
Their lives day after day,
And not doing anything to share.

I can make a difference,
In Diego's poor community,
Become his "big brother,"
Help him lead a healthy
And successful life.

Carrying his picture in my pocket,
I can't wait for the moment
When love wraps his body in blankets
Or when I can finally hold his tiny hand
In mine, knowing that I can be a part
Of him forever.