I went to church thinking I’d get some inspiration,but
Couldn’t hear the good pastor’s sermon! For peeping
At me from the pew ahead was a smiling,chubby li’l
Baby as she peeped at me from the lap
Of her mother!
My brother frowned at me, but I smiled at the little
Baby, beckoned at him while the good pastor
Went on with the sermon! The innocence on her
Face, took my whole attention as she gazed at
Me from the lap of her mother!
The little child spoke of the life she had seen in Heaven
For she was there before she came down to Earth! I too
Was a child once upon a time, and was like that little
Baby in front of me, innocent - fresh,darling of all, as she
Looked at me from the lap of her mother!
The Cherubic face of the child brings intimations from
Heaven inspiring us to be innocent like a child, only
Then can we inherit the kingdom of Heaven! That was
One lesson I learned from Church as the little baby
Peered at me From the lap of her mother!
Perhaps we had met in Heaven once, long ago, which
Is why I gaze at you so fondly? Or is it that we played
By the feet of the Almighty Lord? Perhaps we try to
Remember distant, vague memories of Heaven which
We’ve forgotten, but remember when we see a baby!
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