Cradle Prayer
CRADLE PRAYER
Sleep now my sapling child
Safe ‘neath the rocking cradle hood;
Though the wearing wind be wild
And the ruining rain in flood.
Think of the toy ‘neath the stair
Or thy ribboned hair a-curled.
Think not of thy father’s care
Nor the turn of the world.
Thy smile reflects all I see;
Laughter echoes in birdsong;
Loving eyes look deep in me:
Seeing where thy roots belong.
I will clear the rocks away,
Removing each unwanted weed.
For thy future – it’s this I pray:
A tree will grow from this seed.
Copyright © Sidney Beck | Year Posted 2012
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