Large heads and bright eyes
always walking to catch up
No idea where they are in
the world but happy to be here.

These children are tough from
the sun, the war, and the pain.
These children are loved and
fed and made to glow.

Radiating far outside the war,
all children glow beyond
the curve of the earth, placed at random,
mixed with the atmosphere of home.

My children comfortable and calm
Until the future takes them.
Daddy, what is Vietnam?
Were there children there?