Shelter Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

A baby when it's born
Is cradled soft and warm
In mother's gentle lap
And tucked in for a nap

That same child soon grows tall
And stumbles for a fall
Some lucky ones will find
A God who's good and kind

When days become too hard
And life's a losing card
Just bend down on your knee
And raise your hands quite free

Then miracles unfold
You're back in from the cold
In sheltered arms once more
As God comes to the fore.