He cut and he pasted,
he folded and stuck,
with crayons he colored,
with a pencil he drew,
with imagination he made
what with love he then gave.
I did not really understand
what he had made,
I did not really see all that he gave.
But I know when he made it,
(and gave it) ,
it was with all of his soul;
that much I know.
“Mr. Maker” it is You, that made Daniel so…..
(Mr. Maker is a TV programme for Young Children showing them
how to make amazing things from everyday items in the home)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem