Children

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.”

….Judith Dekker