A Poem For Your Child Poem by James McLain

The sky is blue, the blossoms pink,
A world of colors made to think
Of girls with bows and boys with toys—
Of butterflies and croaking noise.

A little girl in lace and light
Will chase the wings of morning bright,
While laughter spills like summer rain
From fields that never know of pain.

A little boy with muddy feet
Will follow frogs through grasses sweet,
With daring eyes and tousled hair,
A heart that beats without a care.

But let them stray, let colors blend,
Let frogs and butterflies be friends—
For joy is neither blue nor rose,
But something deeper no one knows.
A child is more than what we see.
Let love decide who they shall be.