God's People

by Vickey Stamps

How God must have smiled at what he had made,
each style, each size, each color shade.

Pleased His ears must have been that day,
as He heard all their voices drifting His way.

He saw the grown-ups (Did they grow up at all?)
He looked on the short ones, as well as the tall.

The sweetest smile on His face that day,
was over a child who silently lay

In sweet smelling grass just watching a bug,
how He must have wanted to give him a hug.

There was the girl who was five or six,
learning to jump rope and other neat tricks,

Who now lay in bed, covers up to her chin,
saying good-night to the Lord once again.

Oh don’t be mistaken, He loves all He’s made,
People, nature, the sun and the shade.

I truly believe God got extra smart,
In creating the child with an innocent heart.

When He let them be young for so many years,
For ahead would wait lots of heartache and tears.

He loved the animals, each and all,
From a newborn kitten to a giraffe tall

. But the lifting up of each side of His lips,
As He glimpses Earth through the Mountain tips,

And the gleam in His eye is a sight to see,
As he watches you and he watches me.

Yet the happiest that He is each day,
Are the hours He spends watching children play.

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