God Bless the Children I Have Loved

God bless the children in my care,
And then as they pass everywhere
Across the seas, beyond my reach
God bless the children who I teach.
May they recall the lessons learned
When they were young, when they were small,
And may those lessons yet return
To help them now when they are tall,
When life gets hard to face and too
When love is lost and friends are few.
God bless the children I have known;
God bless the seeds which I have sown.

Edensong

Paradise won
paradise lost
all for a phone call
small cost
short shrift
seasons pass
paradise regained
at long last
hold on tight
the moment's gone
you blink
you lose
you dream
you're wrong
all for a swell
of Edensong
gone is the romance
lost is the dream
love's not always
what it seems

kathleen l. smith
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