Sunday, January 24, 2010

Handprints


Twenty little children sleeping.
Precious bundles in my keeping.
Just a year to sow some seeds.
Love a lot, and fill some needs.

Glimpsing Dreams, and Joy, and fears.
Giggles sprinkled into tears,
Leaving handprints on my heart.
Every day, some other part.

Eyes alight with Heavens Grace.
So needing just a warm embrace.
Approval, begging,
‘Can I play.
Am I safe, and will you stay?’

Little Angels, live your dreams.
It’s not as hard, as life can seem.
Hear the Music, learn the Dance.
Nothing ever comes by chance.

Twenty little children sleeping.
Precious bundles in my keeping.
Love a lot, and fill some needs.
and,
just a year to sow some seeds.
Elizabeth

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