Forgotten child wandering,
does your mamma
miss you now?
While suckling child
at her breast
clamors for more,
While older child
embraces mind
emerging intellect unfolds,
While wandering child
counts the sand
forgotten and alone.
But one who knows
the kernels of sand
knows each one by name,
And one who has counted every star
has seen them
all before,
And one who knows
each strand of hair
on each and every head,
This One has not forgotten
the child
is not alone.
s.k. lindeman