God's Masterpiece |
By Dora Dinsmore |
From graceful lilies pure and white,
God fashioned lovely skin; Forget-me-nots He chose for eyes, Then formed your baby chin, He took a tulip bright and red ... 'Twas one that did not fade; A softer, sweeter little mouth Before was never made. Another flower next He used ... A rosebud, pink and fair; Touched it to your dimpled cheeks And made it blossom there. Then with His magic fingers, Picked two morning glories white; Curled and shaped your little ears, Soon they were fastened tight. That crowning bit of golden down Will soon become your hair; He gathered pollen from the Flowers And sprinkled it with care. The dainty little fingers dear And precious, tiny toes, He used the slender daisy frills; A snowdrop made your nose. This world and all within it He created here for man; But Baby was "God's Masterpiece" Since time and life began! |