In the days
when we were suckling babes
we desired the gentle cuddling of our mother's face

In the days
when we discovered our shoes had lace
we desired to walk alone and explore every place

In the days
when we picked interest in our play mates
we desired to make games together in the clay

In the days
when we began the schooling race
we desired to be the best of the rat race

In the days
when we bridged the youthful age
we desired the opposite sex and our own taste

but today
when we found out we survived by God's grace
we desired to serve HIM in every way

In the days
when we were suckling babes
we desired the gentle cuddling of our mother's face

In the days
when we discovered our shoes had lace
we desired to walk alone and explore every place

In the days
when we picked interest in our play mates
we desired to make games together in the clay

In the days
when we began the schooling race
we desired to be the best of the rat race

In the days
when we bridged the youthful age
we desired the opposite sex and our own taste

but today
when we found out we survived by God's grace
we desired to serve HIM in every way

In the days
when we were suckling babes
we desired the gentle cuddling of our mother's face

In the days
when we discovered our shoes had lace
we desired to walk alone and explore every place

In the days
when we picked interest in our play mates
we desired to make games together in the clay

In the days
when we began the schooling race
we desired to be the best of the rat race

In the days
when we bridged the youthful age
we desired the opposite sex and our own taste

but today
when we found out we survived by God's grace
we desired to serve HIM in every way

©Bernard Otumun, April 2003