CHILDREN are dying.
Children are drowning as their parents try to get them to safer shores away from their war-torn homeland.
And it has to stop.
No beautiful child like Aylan should ever have to lose their life.
No beautiful child like Aylan should ever have to be found, washed up dead. Cold and alone on a deserted beach.
No beautiful child like Aylan should ever have to suffer in such a way.
But yet children are. And adults too.
Over the last few weeks I have watched the reports of the Syrian refugees and I have read the news.
And I have sobbed. More than once. Getting angrier and angrier with each news story, covering the loss of another innocent life.
But then came that image, of that beautiful little boy Aylan.
And I’ll be honest, it is haunting me, as I’m sure it is haunting many of you are who are reading this.
Aylan was the same age as my daughter Elsie.
Just three years old.