The Sanctity of Childhood

As the kids assemble in their rows,

abuzz with noise and excitement,

anticipation and fellowship becomes them,

wonder and enlightenment.

As orders are barked from the front,

conformance is readily seen,

acknowledgement of the fact it is,

the mood here’s ever so keen.

Fills it up back to front,

parents as well to bear,

announcements commence – quietness... hush,

students begin to share.

What is it that we can but see,

that thing on the tips of our tongues?

wonderment pursed and personified,

students singing at the top of their lungs.

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Children are it! They capture something in us that we always want re-captured, bottled and time-capsuled.

Together Children Are Joyful and Obedient Live-Wires

The poem above I drafted whilst waiting for my daughter’s school assembly item to commence. As always it was well worth waiting for. There is something very golden and pure about the electricity that children bring to life—especially as they gather together.

Children exude joy. As adults and parents there is a great deal we can appreciate about life from the eyes of children. God is teaching us things through them.

There was a military sort of order on display at this particular school assembly—like little ants those children worked happily to the command of the school staff and there, again, is a golden lesson for the most superior of us adults: work obediently and cheerfully when we do.

God possesses the child; we, however, are given the strictest responsibility to ensure children in our charge are well cared for and loved—this, so the spirit of life within them is not quenched in the process of their growing up.

© 2010 S. J. Wickham.