A small child is he
His eyes are closed
What is he thinking?
Can I just get into his world?
So many times Faith intervenes
Yet I cannot read between the lines
Is he hurting, Is he safe?
Holding on to words to speak
The tears he sheds
Smiles he grins
Keeping close of his mind
Love is genuine
Seeking Faith
Is it even recognized?
Walking in his life side by side
Whole hearted he gives.
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