As we made our bed in the broken down Land Rover, next to the service station on the Autobahn, our 12 year old daughter Elizabeth wrote a poem and read it out to us. It was so moving and timely that we had to post it online.
“ If I travel far and wide
looking for a place to hide
Would you hide me?
If I close my eyes and walk
Would you guide me?
If I run with all my might
Would you find me?
(Continued on her blog)
