BE A CHILD AND FORGET GOD

I walk in and walk out,

            Of a garden in full bloom.

Day in and day out,

            A sweet burden is my class room.

All I meet and meet again,

            Is warm greeting smile and joy.

Never a sign of stress or pain,

            Nor ever a moment I can’t enjoy.

Every eye and every face,

            Is radiant with heavenly grace.

Truth and joy is all I learn,

            Amidst a world that’s gone insane.

On every face on every day,

            Blooms a new premise sweet and gay.

Of a new world, a new day,

            That sure, is not far away.

Where is heaven and where is God?

            It is where the children trod.

Said a great soul, a human God,

            Yet my little soul whispers, odd.

“Be a child and forget God.”