Children's Love

As a child I knelt with my eyes closed 
And  printed it there 
The moon on my mother's white gown
And in her long silken hair

As a child I walked with my eyes uncertain
Until I grew 
These woods against the brain's dark mass
Then I knew

When I became an adult 
It was only then 
I knew the great gift that God granted all of us 
We inherent the gifts of our parents
All Children are a gift from God

God make these inner eyes bore their way
Through the lids that will not open till the light of day
One of speedy eternal sight 
Blazing your face forever in the night

All honor and Glory untold Our Lord God
For he is good & faithful to his children


By Carolyn Davis