Love was a child, so meek and so mild
Love was a child who smiled.
Love was a child who played with a toy train
Love was a child who jumped in puddles in the rain.
Love was a child who laughed and played.
Love was a child God lovingly made.
Love is a child that God now holds
Love is a child who will never grow old.
Love is a child we sorely miss
Love is a child who Angels now kiss.
Love is a child.
By Daniel Hooks
AKA alienpoet
This poem was written for a child who passed away.
The picture at the top was done by my friend Badger marsh and is cropped in this post.
If you like to see the original please contact my alienpoet facebook page.