Children

For (Name)

To make a child, God spilled out sunshine
It pooled beneath His Hand to form a smile.

Their eyes He formed from dewdrops in the morning
So sadness could just linger there awhile.

God knit the child's frame together with a spring breeze
So in their every movement there would be grace
And warmed their heart with kindling made of kindness
So all would see the caring in their faces,

And then God wrapped them gently in a rainbow
Spun for their spirit - beautiful to see!
And said: "Whoever looks upon a small child…
Shall know, deep in his heart, that he's seen Me.

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