Parenthood

There is a little hand to hold,
A fresh new life to shield
From fear of darkness and the cold
The march of time may yield.

There is a little mind to train
And eyes to keep from tears.
There is a pathway to make plain
That winds through sunlit years.

There is a little heart to pack
With goodness, warmth, and pride,
And little feet that will run back
To the childhood we supplied.
from Bible Pathway