Joan Clifton Costner
Oh, child, so small, so fragile now,
Come sit and let me sing
Of silly songs and lullabies,
Of dragons and of kings.
This rockiní chairís made just for us.
I know ~ thereís work to do.
But, canít that dust and dishes wait
While I play peek a boo?
For, time is speeding on its way
And soon this phase will pass,
No more time for baby things ~
Growing up so fast!
Iíll love the ball games, scouts and camps;
Thereís lots of things weíll do.
But, just a moment, here, today ~
I want to sing to you.
Iíll plant a song down in your heart
And let it grow with you.
Youíll remember Godís great love
Because I sang it true.
'Jesus loves me, this I know ...'
Will be there when youíre old
And I am gone, and cannot sing
The song so brave and bold.
When youíre grown and packiní up,
To claim what life can give,
Iíll look at you, through Motherís eyes,
And see the babe within!
© 2007 by Joan Clifton Costner
Under His Wings Heavenly Poetry
Joan is a Heavenly Inspirations Author.
This poem may be used in its entirety, with credits in tact,
for non-profit ministering purposes.
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