One hundred years from now

It will not matter

What kind of car I drove,

What kind of house I lived in,

How much I had in my bank,

Nor what my clothes looked like.

One hundred years from now

It will not matter

What kind of school I attended,

What kind of typewriter I used,

How large or small my church,

But the world may be ...

a little better because...

I was important in the life of a child.

~~ Author Unknown ~~

You are the poem
I dreamed of writing

the masterpiece
I longed to paint.

You are the shining star
I reached for In my

ever hopeful quest
for life fulfilled...

You are my child.
Now with all things
I am blessed.

~~ Author Unknown ~~

Priorities - Child

Mary Engelbreit's Mother Goose:
One Hundred Best-Loved Verses

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