Who's Child is This?
"Who's child is this?" I asked one day
seeing a little one out at play.
"Mine", said the parent with a tender smile
"Mine to keep a little while
to bathe his hands, to comb his hair
to tell him what he is to wear.
To prepare him that he may always be good
and each day do the things he should."
"Who's child is this?" I asked again
as th door opened and someone came in.
"Mine" said the teacher with the same tender smile.
"Mine to keep just for a little while,
to teach him how to be gentle and kind
to train and direct his dear little mind
to help him live by every rule
and get the best he can from school.
"Who's child is this?" I asked once more
just as the little one entered the door.
"Ours" said the parent and teacher as they smiled
and each took the hand of the little child
"Ours to love and train together,
ours this blessed task forever."
Author Unknown
May 20, 2008
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