A Child of Three

To a child of three -
There is so much to see,
If only I could look through his eyes.
I'd see all the sunrises -
And all the sunsets.
All that's between them
Is wondrous I bet.

To a child of three -
Everything is so new,
Like seeing a rainbow -
With colors so true.
Or climbing a tree -
For the very first time.
I hope that life -
Always treats him kind.

To a child of three,
His only big worry -
Is whether to play,
Or have mom read a story.
He's loved and protected -
By God up above,
And that is a very -
Special kind of love!