the other day when we were playing
you jumped on me, with your chest
on the side of my face
i could hear your very pure
very innocent heart beat
as life goes on and you grow older
never let anyone take that from you
the beat of your heart
pumping life through
your body
the purity of your soul
the innocence of your inner child
the beautiful spirit the creator
has given you
i have prayed over you
every night while you sleep
asking abba to bring you
devine joy in this life
should you suffer the inevitable pain
while being here
let it be that it is because
you are a warrior
destined for battle
not for defeat but to prevail
and when the cries of the battle
scream out at you..
roar, my son.
©riversong
R