Little Child

Welcome little child. Welcome to the wild Now open your eyes and see all that is untame. You have a long journey ahead many miles to tread, but for right now within your mother's arms you must remain. Her kindness and love, Are a gift from above. programmed instinctually just for you. When God placed you in her arms it triggered an alarm, for you there's nothing she wouldn't do. For food she searches high like an eagle in the sky and at night like a nightingale she sings a lullabye. Like waves of an ocean there's something about her motion that prevents you from wanting to cry. You are compelled by a tune. She hummed when you were in the womb. Now the tune is comforting with a light scent of perfume. She sings a story of a carpenter's glory who died to save souls like you one day you'll understand the importance of this man and furthermore you'll realize it's true. Her love is never-ending her time is ever bending Her soul is surrendering To the king. Because there is no other Who can truly love her except he to whom the angels sing. So In her arms you'll remain for knowledge to attain. She'll protect you and guide you through a world gone insane. So respect her with honor for the role God's placed upon her, and she'll show you that the world can be tamed. But first she'll go through..trials of Sorrow, She'll beg, plead or borrow For the Love of her child she'll Venture where you won't follow She walks with the knowledge that there might not be tomorrow. So let it be told there will never be another for the lord says behold This is your mother Little child.