Waiting at the entrance, she beckons on to all.
With wide open hands, she bade them come.
In an atmosphere of peace, together with love and unity,
She nurtures her own, yet never unwilling to reach out to the lost.
From the rising of the sun, to the going down of the same,A comfort she provides without complains.
Into her loving hands, the stranded find succour.
Ever grateful to the creator who made her.
Never lacking in words of wisdom, never lacking in words of encouragement.
A home far away from home, she truly has become.
Oh! how I love this family,
So closely knitted into one, we her children are.
God bless Mother NCCF!
written by
Inyengi Kalio
Batch A 04/05
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