THE MAGIC OF CHILDHOOD

by Mariane Holbrook

Don’t rob our precious children of their happy childhood days,
Those magic times that we enjoyed as kids;
The evenings when we ran to catch the blinking fireflies
And saved them in glass jars with punctured lids.

Let’s let them play with dolls and trucks and have some goldfish, too.
We’ll watch them hide while playing “kick the can.”
Let’s read them Bible stories and then kneel with them to pray;
This way of raising children was God’s plan.

Let’s keep our children safe from things that soil their precious minds,
Protecting them from violence on TV.
Our kids mature too fast these days, their childhood days are brief;
I can’t believe that this was meant to be.

Our loving Lord, while here on earth, would draw the children near
And hug them as they climbed upon His knee.
Their little arms reached round His neck, instinctively they knew
His love for them was bountiful and free.

Let’s let our kids be children to enjoy these magic days,
Before they’re older and inclined to roam.
For all too soon they’ll have to face a world that’s full of sin
Let’s bathe them in Christ’s love while they’re still home.