Sunday, October 18, 2009

Where is my son's little buddy?


Almost too old and quite surprised
A miracle happened to my delight.
He was born in the spring
in the suburbs of America's night.

We walked around the neighborhood
in the new collapse stroller
Every day for months
but never ever saw another

Where is my son's little buddy?
Where is the princess next door?
Where is my son's little buddy?
God help us, they are no more.

Because of the
wonder of life,
because of the wonder of genes,
Because of the wonder of light,
one live cell becomes human being.

Just one cell has the blueprint.
Just one cell has the plan.
Brought together by God,
and mixed with His hand.

Each of us is unique.
Each of us have in common.
Each of us in His image
Each of us worthy of love.

Where is my son's little buddy?
He wasn't down the street.
He wasn't at the park today.
Why won't they ever meet?

Where is my son's little buddy?
He wants to chase him around.
Where is the princess next door?
He wants to show her what's found.

Where is my son's little buddy?
He wasn't in school today.
Where is the princess next door?
She wasn't at recital to sway.

Where is my son's little buddy?
A catapault made all alone.
Where is the princess next door?
Her voice never heard on the phone.

Where is my son's little buddy?
Not with him at football practice.
Where is the princess next door?
Not with him for lab in science.

Where is my son's little buddy?
Now that he's gone off to war.
Where is the princess next door?
To write and pray for him more?

Where is my son's little buddy?
When he watches his bride up the isle.
Where is the princess next door?
When his first child sat up and smiled?