Youth Poem
Baby Goats
by: Abigail Bigelow

Baby goats like to jump and run,
Watching them is so much fun!
They like to jump on their Mama’s back,
When she lays down to take a nap.
They like to hide in the tall, tall grass,
They bounce so high and bounce so fast.

Teen Poem
The Devil
By: Summer Webb

The devil has no horns to show,
No crimson skin, no fire below.
He does not scheme in flames so bright,
Nor plot in shadows through the night.

The devil walks where mortals tread,
With human skin, with words unsaid.
He sits in courts, he stands in light,
His smile is warm, his touch feels right.

He offers love, he mends, he heals,
He spins his charm, his truth concealed.
His brown hair glows beneath the sun,
Soft hands that comfort everyone.

His teeth gleam white, his voice is kind,
Yet darkness lingers deep behind.
The devil walks in flesh and bone,
A face familiar, yet unknown.

And every day, he’s born anew,
A stranger close, a friend we knew.

Adult Poem
Stewart
By: John Campbell

Lying here holding my son as he sleeps
I notice…
Freshly cut grass stains on his knees,
cartwheels, tumbles, and rolling down a hill.

Look at those tiny dirty hands…
sand castles, home plate, and delicious mud pies.

Where did he get those scratches and cuts?
fights with an unseen enemy, chasing rabbits through briars,
and saving a princess.

That salty fragrance of sweat..
hard work and hard play, racing the wind, and
dancing to the melodies from nature itself.

Exhausted he lies in my arms.
And although I want to hold him tightly,
kiss him a thousand times, and tell
him how much I love him..

I dare not risk awakening him
from fantastic dreams,
faraway places and magical creatures.

He can take a bath in the morning.