Welcome, Amelia!

Remembering BEING A CHILD

Friday, April 5, 2019

Friday, April 5, 2019
Welcome, Amelia!

4/5/2019

Hello, Everybody!

Hey, just a moment - and a few of my "child" related songs of yesteryear
to announce the birth today of my newest granddaughter.
Melissa gave birth at 12:23 Eastern Time in Ga to
7 lb Amelia Francis (Bessler) Bell. How about that?

Since Amelia is the very young child she is - just hours old - I am going to share two songs about being a child and the wonder I see about it. I will copy those songs below and let it go at that. Enjoy as you will. Welcome, Amelia - and thanks to Melissa and Jeff for bringing her to us!

Gently,

Francis William Bessler
& Nancy Shaw
Laramie, Wyoming


BECOME A CHILD
A Poem
By
Francis William Bessler
Atlanta, Georgia
1984

It’s time, My Friends,
that we took a different look
and begin to see life in a very different way.
It’s time, My Friends,
that we read a different book
and begin to be as children,
each and every day.

It’s time, My Friends,
that we stopped listening to fools
who know not of wisdom,
but claim to be of God.
It’s time, My Friends,
that we opened another school
that teaches not of swords –
and offers guidance with a nod.

Look at the love of a child –
and let it be your own.
Don’t pretend to be a master
because you have grown.
A little girl or a woman –
why should there be a difference?
A little boy or a man –
there’s no change in essence.

It’s time, My Friends,
that we begin anew –
Close your eyes
and forget the sins of the past.
It’s time, My Friends,
that another picture we drew.
Open your eyes again –
to see a truth that will last.

It’s time, My Friends,
that we learn to admire the child –
Forget the line of arrogance
we crossed when we matured.
It’s time, My Friends,
that we embrace the kind and wild
so that we can finally say –
truth and peace will endure.

It’s time, My Friends,
that virtue, not sin, survives.
Yes, My Friends, it’s time –
that each of us becomes a child.

CHILD OF THE LIGHT
A Song or Poem
By
Francis William Bessler
Atlanta, Georgia
5/2001

Oh, Child of The Light, play as you will.
You have but to live to find your fill.
You can’t understand from whence you came
Just embrace it all joyfully as if it’s a game.

For a game life is, or should be for all.
Oh, Child of The Light, have yourself a ball.
Look at the earth and the sun and the moon
and know that they are all in tune.

The wonder of all of God’s great creation
should fill your mind with jubilation.
Oh, Child of The Light, you fit in well
and you ring as you should as one of the bells.

So, don’t fret and worry and live in fear.
As God is your source, It’s also your care.
Be not afraid as you go forward in time.
Oh, Child of The Light, you’ve a life that’s Divine.