Children’s eyes

What kind of world is it my friend

That little children see?

I wonder if they see god first

Because they just believe?

Do they see strength in caring eyes?

Who watch them as they play-

Or maybe love through gentle hands

That guides them on their way?

Do you think they dream of future times?

When they would be a king-

Or just enjoy their present life

While with their friends they sing?

Do they see the acts of kindness?

Done for people who are poor?

Is the very best in everyone?

What they are looking for?

And when the day is over,

As they close their eyes to sleep,

Do they look forward to tomorrow?

With its promises to keep?

If this is what the children see,

Then is should be no surprise,

The world would be a better place

If we all had children’s eyes.

Though I chose death instead of pointless pain,
Please forgive the manner of my leaving.
My love and need for all of you remain.

I could not long such suffering sustain
Nor would it long have held you from your grieving.
Though I chose death instead of pointless pain,

I hope that choice will not my memory stain,
Nor lead you to be wroth at my deceiving.
My love and need for all of you remain.

For only in you do I live again,
Woven like a wind into your weaving.
Though I chose death instead of pointless pain,

I put to you the plea of the self-slain:
To comprehend an anguish past conceiving.
My love and need for all of you remain

That all that I have been not be in vain,
But blend into the earth of your believing.
Though I chose death instead of pointless pain,
My love and need for all of you remain.