By Jon and David Wooten (with apologies to Dr. Seuss and to the regulative principle)

Note: this poem was delivered as an announcement on Sunday morning to promote the TLC Walk for Life.

A person’s a person, no matter how small.
No matter how short and no matter how tall.
True Life Choice cares for women, you see,
Who find themselves now in a pregnancy.
They love and they care and they pray with these people,
Many of whom have never been under a steeple.
They give women resources and tell them their options:
To give life to their child, and to parent or choose adoption.
Some women who come to True Life are abortion-minded,
So I’m here this morning that we might be reminded:

There are certain people, so I’ve been told
Who get no recognition
And these people, if I’m so bold,
Are in quite a tight position.
They can’t say a word, not even a tittle.
They can’t fight for themselves because they’re so little.
They’re unborn babies, and they need your assistance.
They’re up against a bad, mean resistance.
They’re under attack because they’re unborn and labeled a burden.
Some don’t see they’re special, and like them, a person.
We all need to realize God created them all
For a person’s a person, no matter how small.

OGC works with True Life in a wonderful tradition.
On March 24th we’ll take a grand expedition.
Around Lake Eola we will Walk for Life,
And walk we will with all of our might.
You can sponsor a walker or come walk yourself.
Lace up those sneakers sitting up on that shelf.
Bring the whole family: mom, dad, brothers, sisters.
We’ll all walk for life: kids, ladies and misters.
Parents can walk while toddlers toddle.
Strollers can stroll while we strut, jog and waddle.

For the church who gets the most walkers, you see,
There’s a prize! Oh, a prize with a great legacy.
The Sneaker of Silver could be our award!
A treasure so grand, no church could afford.

Now I urge you, my friend, to stand up to the task.
If you want to know more, then come find me and ask.
Sign up at the table as you leave here today.
My announcement is done. Now I’ll just go away,
But not without saying once more to you all
That a person’s a person, no matter how small.