Everybody is sick around here. UGH! But I had planned on posting some of my poetry. This is the last one that I performed on Saturday. When I shared it I had red, yellow, black, and white construction paper, and the final piece of paper had a heart that my son had painted.
All the children of the dark and scary world
He wants them to know that he hears them
Even all of the things they never told
Like the young girl with red curls who tries hard
But her best never seems to please them
He has spoken over her plans to prosper
And wants her to see him as a friend
Like the boy riding on the yellow school bus
Who doesn’t want the bus to take him home
Jesus said I know that you are scared son
But with me you will never be alone
And for the young child who is hiding the bruises
Because black and blue could give away the truth
He can be the one to take you out of hiding
He already knows all of the that pain you go through
For the girl whose white dress has been tainted
She feels used confused and unsure
He alone can be your restoration
And He knows that you are still pure
Jesus sees all of the little children
and they are so very precious in his sight
And not one of them goes unnoticed by Him
And all that is exposed in his light
Jesus loves all the little children
He saves them from the pain of the world
He wants them to know there is a future
And that each have a love to behold
This is such a beautiful poem, Natalie!