“The Nurturing,” Ensign, Jan. 1988, inside front cover
The Nurturing
Sweet child,
delicate as a captured
note of windchime,
your spirit
is sent to be nurtured
by the fresh air of truth,
crystal and transparent in the earth.
We breathe a pureness
in your presence, your warmth
and light, and pray
as we look beyond daybreak
that time and love’s craft
shall be enough to gather
the lyrics of you and compose
a noble poem unto our God.