God loves the children...
Where Angels Tread
By Sybil Funk 3 / 31, 2009
Gods little children
Have the brightest of eyes
And the purest of hearts
And yet they often cry
Pain steals the moments
That should be filled with smiles
Risking the life
Of the meek and the mild
Suffering in silence
They dream children's dreams
But there's a place in which
Compassion streams
It's a place that only angels tread
Surrounding children's hearts
Dancing with the hurting child
Never again to part
A place where laughter fills the air
With parents joining in
A place where wishes come to life
And spirits always win
So darlings dream your biggest dreams
And reach up towards the sky
For you will walk where angels tread
And spirits never die
