Forerunners

Little hands within my span

That grasp and hold on tight

Little eyes reflecting awe

Now give me second sight

To see the world anew

Little feet that tread the path of man

To stand upright

In glory move in earnest

And with trembling in your might

Each step he grew

The smallest voice expressing truth ineffable with coos

And tiny ears that filter out with innocence eschewed all evil

Forward life and pass the torch

The forebears gave to me

My son, my son

Carry this light

Eternal to offspring