Saw this on someone's blog today. Thought it was great.
I Would Gather Children
Some would gather money
Along the path of life
Some would gather roses,
And rest from worldly strife.
But I would gather children
From among the thorns of sin,
I would seek a golden curl,
And a freckled, toothless grin.
For money cannot enter
In that land of endless day,
And roses that are gathered
Soon will wilt along the way.
But oh, the laughing children,
As I cross the sunset sea,
And the gates swing wide to heaven,
I can take them in with me!
Designing the "trunk". No, I'm not kidding. This is not staged. You are witnessing what is real and true in the Dixon home. And look at the little apprentice to his right....
