Your Fair Child

A newspaper article cut me to the heart! A monster, disguised as a mother, warned her husband that if he left her, she would do harm to their child. The man left, and the baby only lasted a minute in the microwave. I was outraged, and I penned the following to show how a good mother should view her child.

YOUR  FAIR  CHILD

Here lies the child

All fresh and new;

Cradled in your arms,

Precious, warm, and true.

Believing eyes look up.

They're trusting, clinging too.

A love beyond all measure -

Full of life that's needing you.

In order to survive,

The child must have you near;

To feed, and bathe, and clothe,

To comfort laugh and cheer.

Your lives will twine together,

And form a two-fold strand;

As every day you care for

This child placed in your hands.

By Don Ford