The Spirit of a Child

The spirit of a child is a fragile thing.
It thrives on freedom, but requires boundaries.
Yearns after adventure,
but needs the nearness of a parent.

The spirit of a child is a fragile thing.
And sometimes I wonder why God
should have entrusted each one
to the care of such rank amateurs.

Did He not know we were barely free
of our own childhood?
Still looking and longing for the wholeness
and confidence we were so sure adulthood
would bring?

How differently we would have shaped those young lives
if we had known then what life
took twenty years to teach us!
So much more touching and praise
and delight in their accomplishments!

And yet, we see them standing straight and sure
and, if there is within their glance
some hurt left over from our mistakes,
it seems to make them all the more aware
of the pain around them.

Thank you, Father,
for guiding our parenting.
For protecting those tender shoots until they budded.
The spirit of a child is a fragile thing;
conceived in the mind of God
and watched over with His love.

©D. Swanson/Splinters of Light

About dswan2

Poet, author, columnist, lyricist, mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, wife of 50 years. Born and raised in America's Heartland
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