My child took a crayon
In her little hand
And started to draw
As if by command.
I looked on with pleasure
But couldn't foresee
What a few simple lines
Were going to be.
What are you drawing?
I asked, by and by.
I'm making a picture
Of God in the sky.
But nobody knows
What God looks like,I sighed.
They will when I'm finished
She calmly replied.
~By Sherwin Kaufman~