The flight was long and tiresome, but we kept our spirits highFor we couldn't quell excitement, no matter how we'd try.But we managed to survive it, and we gave a huge hurrahAs quickly we descended into Addis Ababa.Then there was immigration, such a real chaotic sceneIt has to be the very worst, of all places I have been.But eventually we got through it, and we met the morning SunNow to see the children, now to have some fun.But first there were the cases, fifty odd or soAll to be accounted for, before we got to go.But eventually we made it, and off we set at lastNext stop please Kuriftu, and driver make it fast.We took in all the scenery, every road and field and streetBut still we were impatient as the children we could meet.We drove up to the compound and they opened up the gateOur adventure was about to start, thanks to God who's truly Great.We got to share in worship, met again with many friendsHoped, and prayed with all our hearts, this journey never ends.But best of all the children, for they made our trip worthwhileFor nothing beats the pleasure, when you see the children smileThe time we had was precious; every minute filled with gleeAnd I have to thank the Lord above for sharing it with me.The memory is indelible; its sun will never setSomething to be treasured that I never will forget . . . amen.These poems were written with the objective of raising much needed funds for the magnificent work carried out by the Hope for Ethiopia Team at Whitewell Metropolitan Tabernacle in Belfast. All proceeds from the sale of this book will go to brightening up the lives of the children there. God Bless.