I was wondering what God
Would say to me
If I asked him why
Children were so content-
With such devotion
I had looked for answers
Within my memories
Within my heart
But found none
That could be clever-
So I scanned the skies
And out loud I cried
God, give me a vision-
And in my thoughts
Came my resolve-
Children spend their time
Looking for joy-
Not for heaven
Dedicated to Emily Dickinson
(c) Marc Noël 2004
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