Month: April 2012
-
Little ones and their love for God.
Charlie, Isaac, and Nick
When all is still and silent
they cannot be.
That is not their way
not how they worship or love God.
When everyone stands
to sing or recite;
proper and all on key.
That is not their way
piping baby voices
ringing true and clear.
Just high above the rest
singing so God can hear.
When all kneel still and soft;
in adoration of the Lord.
They do not.
for that is not their way.
He made their wiggles
for His glory.
He made their cries
for his praise.
That is their way.
-
When the Sun is Shining
There are days when the sun is shining.
Lunch must be eaten out of doors.
Peanut butter has to be mixed with jelly
the cheese on the nachos
has to be peeled off
before it is eaten.
When the sun shines and the birds sing
milk has to have ice cubes in it and
sand should be between toes.
Indoors is the wrong place to be.
Babies have to put grass in their mouths
while two-year-olds dump sand
in their hair
laughing as it flows down their chins.
Mammas turn away because
the sun is shining
it must be done this way.
Puppies play
when the sun shines
their pink tummies
soft and warm.
Rolling in the sand
toes get nipped
babies giggle
and the sun shines.
Peanut butter crumbs
disappear onto pink tongues
and babies and puppies
share their lunches
only when the sun is shining.
In the spring the breezes blow
baby arms are chubby and cold,
but that’s okay
when the sun shines.
Spit up sinks into the soil
and no one cares.
Chins don’t get wiped,
the sun is shining
and dirty faces are right.
Later it will be bath time.
Then fingernails will be scrubbed.
Toes will be found
down deep in the sand.
Peanut butter will be parted from the jelly
the nachos will grow stale.
then the sun will go down.
Night will descend
everything will be right
because the sun was shining.