This poem was inspired by my niece and nephew when they were littler and not so much monters. I can just remember looking into their sweet faces and how innocent they looked. They were running around playing and then they saw a statue of the prophet Joesph and in their eyes you could see the great reverence and respect they had. It amazed me to see them so little but still so connected with heaven.

In Their Eyes

As innocent children wonder by

I ponder why

Such precious gifts can be changed

Looking in their eyes heaven can be seen

Sometimes like they can hear the angels sing

Pure and willing they are

To come to Earth oh so far

Tests and trials will they face

But not without God's grace

Someday they will return

and family and Him will embrace

Their proud child.