I once had a child, who sang

I once had a child who danced

She laughed and cried and spoke sweet words

She prayed, she thanked, she thought and she loved.

The world didn’t know, what to make of this child

Reactions were very strong.

Some laughed, some cried, some just turned away

Some just stared and wondered who is this child?

She was a special child, a giving child

She gave all that she had.

Her songs were foreign, her dances all modern

Her laughter, her tears and her words were all mixed

Her prayers and thoughts were jumbled

Her “thank you” was often quite silent

But her love, her love was so strong

and needing, not always kind.

But always there

She needed a friend.

Someday she hopes the world will understand,

She is our special child, like no other.

Maybe they’ll learn her language

Maybe they will like her style

Maybe they will be willing to learn

the kindness and innocence and joy

of her LOVE.

Maybe they will know who she is.

It’s time again, to sit and write

The feelings are too strong

To keep them bottled up inside

Could only do them wrong

Too long a love has gone away

My heart cries out in need

Fill the earth a blossom

Sowed of a tiny seed

Of growth cannot be altered

Winds will seek to try

Rains will try to was away

A tiny seed will lie

Treasure our garden

Hold it dear

Suns will come and go

Another passing year

To yearn about the future

Will only cause distress

Make our lonely garden

A world of only mess

Continue to walk

Head held high

Hold tight to the moments

Fear not to cry

God will do

What has to be

You and I

To trust and see

A seed never

To be lost

Protected for us

From wind and frost