God's Child   Schooling, wife, children, cat, career and home; I worked, studied, sweat and bled for these. It is easy to claim these as my own; Still my conscience will leave me ill at ease. Oh God, I see thee blessing me but why? I have peace and love, and am not alone. Why art thou mindful of one such as I; When all your creations demand thy attention? I have four children, and hearing one cry; Do I not rush to give him or her aid; A kiss, hug, help or just stand by their side? I am God's child and in His own image made. So, His love for me should be no surprise; Always standing before His tear fill'd eyes.   -T. Gene Davis