Matthew 19:14

How are leaves made,
Asks the little child to the mother.
The answer is God
The child is content

Sun sets, stars arose,
Dreams settle over sleeps.
Breaking slumber, the little child
Tiptoes to the window

God stands by an oak
The little child runs out.
God smiles
Relaying on who created what

I want one, I want one,
Cries the little child to God.
The answer is yes
Paints litter the lawn

Look at my leaf, I made it,
Declares the child to all who passes by.
The answers are soft laughters
And the little child continues to create

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One Response to Matthew 19:14

  1. C.J. Penn says:

    So beautiful… thank you.

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