There is no one born without worth
We are His children from our birth
This world so great and marvelous
Such beauty God has gifted us.
He counts the hairs upon our heads
While angels guard us in our beds
There’s so much magic happening
With His true wisdom beckoning.
A consequence this wealth recalls
When in the forest one leaf falls
The stars above can sense the sound
And heaven hears it hit the ground !
Claire V. Bogdanos 