O FOR A THOUSAND EYES TO SEE

(with love to a PK on her 7th birthday)

By Cynthia O’Brien

O for a thousand eyes to see

The pastor’s darling child,

The one they say must have been raised

By coyotes in the wild.

My gracious child, who charms them all,

Makes every member beam,

There’s mischief in this PK’s mind,

In her eye an evil gleam.

Attending every coffee hour,

Your cookie she will eye,

Till part of yours at last is hers

Even if she has to cry.

She breaks the bread before it’s time,

She sets the bulletins free,

She says my crayoned Bible was

Decorated just for me.

“The Lord be with you,” I begin,

But where’s my daughter now?

Back in the narthex doing things

That I would not allow.

O for a thousand ushers with

Sharp eyes in back of their head,

Please watch out for my girl until

The benediction’s said.

Copyright 2006 Cynthia O’Brien. Permission is granted to send this to others, with attribution, but not for commercial purposes.

Cynthia O’Brien is the Pastor of Smith Memorial Presbyterian Church in Fairview, Oregon: Church website: http://www.smithmemorialpres.com Cynthia’s blog: http://theriverandvine.blogspot.com today’sTHOT============================

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