I looked into the big eyes 
Of a little boy much lost 
Beauty in the deep wells of brown 
Was the first thing that I saw 
A second glance let me see 
Apprehension of “where am I”
He stood still just momentarily 
Shoulders sagging with a sigh 
So small, scared and all alone 
Fear settled in his little mind 
Looking everywhere but “up”
Maybe afraid of what he would find 
Then a voice came loud and certain 
We have a little boy lost in here 
Knowing someone was searching for him 
Seemed to have helped calm his fear 
Watching him swept up with relief 
In the arms of his father so strong 
Nothing mattered at the moment but love 
Knowing nothing worse had gone wrong 
Sometimes I feel lost and abandoned 
Wondering if anyone knows my fear 
Then the arms of my Father, God 
Closes around me and He whispers, “I’m here”

Tuesday, March 26, 2002
Ruby Harris
©2002