A Boy At the Crucifixion
By Larry Linville
I sat upon his knee when I was small.
He was so kind even though he was tall.
“You must be like a child” he said so loud
and it made an impression on the crowd.
I followed him because he was so kind
and watched him when he healed the sick and blind.
I ran beside him with palm branch in hand
and felt important in the joyful band.
It’s hard for a small boy to understand
how the people could make such a demand
to ask old Pilate to crucify him
and undertake action that was so grim.
I held the hand of his mother so dear
as I looked at her as she shed a tear
when he told John to love her as a son
and their new relationship was begun.
When I was older I told my small boy
how the haters thought that they could destroy
his wondrous love by all their rejection
but he answered with the resurrection.
© Copyright 2008 Larry Linville (UN: larrylinville at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
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Wednesday, April 1, 2009
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1 comment:
Pastor Linville,
Really nice poem........it flows.......and it rhymes! I am old fashioned and like poems to rhyme so you just got an A+!
Lisa
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