Child's Play

I played quietly sometimes With crayons, books and pictures Creating crafts that only a child Could enjoy or imagine with Images of brilliant hues and hopes I played silently sometimes With animals that had taught me Of the value of friendship Listening and caring with the heart Loving like there is only God I played furiously sometimes With footballs, skates and jump ropes Knowing the heavy beat of feet Skipping, darting, sprinting Through dense grass and woods I played joyously sometimes With hues of passion whispering Shooting stars surrounding me Beckoning me to dream and believe The miracles that embrace the soul I played along the edge of rivers With a hunger and thirst for the caress Of liquid as it purges the flow Echoes across smooth stones Invaluable blessings of grace I played, played and played some more With delight, pleasure and insight Knowing the meaning of God’s gift Caressing me from every side The sun, rain, clouds, flowers, birds I play today with the promise of heaven Awaiting me there in the skies Like a gift too wonderful to open It hangs above the sun and I anticipate The joy that it will hold when I go there STRAND COMPLETELY NEW (27) ,any form,any theme Poetry Contest Sponsor – Brian Strand August 26, 2020