Save A Wonder

A child's hand That I held To show the world anew, From the wonders that I've seen To the beauties that I knew. We walked a country path, With wonders all around And the child's grip grew much tighter, With every sight and sound. We saw the birds in the trees We felt an April breeze, As she came through the leaves As though to greet, the child and me. We then saw the April showers Which cleansed the April flowers And trees and grass we did see, As they became our friends. Then out came a rainbow And out came a child's glow, And then the questions, began to flow, With the answers I'll never know. With ' how come this', Or ' why did that', Kept ringing from ear to ear. But then the more he asked The less I laughed, Happy was I, the child was here. More wanders had we saw The further that we walked Down a wooded path, Upon the virgin grass. We saw creeks with her fishes, And clovers, with their wishes And then more questions to me were asked. Then I looked upon youthful eyes And I heard a worried sigh, And then the child, he answered please, Save, a wonder for me. Randy L. McClave