“Our Creative Friends,” Friend, Sept. 2010, 38–39
Our Creative Friends
When My Heart Touches the Moon
It always happens at night;
When the moon shines bright
My heart touches the moon
Like a gentle tune.
It always touches my heart.
It’s like in my heart I have a cart
That holds gallons of love—
That’s soft as a snow-white dove.
When my heart touches the moon
I always hear a gentle tune
That is as soft as a snow-white dove
From above.
When it strikes dawn
It’s always gone,
And a new morning begins.
The stars all fall.
Everything is bright.
The sun, like the moon so bright,
Which is now whispering good night,
Very brightly fades away.
And then begins a new bright day.
Hanna E., age 7, California
Hope
Hope is what you want to have
But sometimes is not here.
Hope you have to wait for
And have a little faith too.
I hope for sun when snow is here.
I hope for weekends when I’m in school.
I hope for a rainbow after a storm.
I hope I get to go on a mission.
I hope to see Jesus when He comes again.
Daniel M., age 9, Utah
Service
Service is helping,
It’s doing things right.
When someone’s in need,
We’ll give them a bite—
A bite of the gospel,
A bite of some bread.
Either way,
I’ll be blessed when I’m dead.
Marion M., age 10, Alaska
Family
Family is father and mother,
Sister and brother,
Plus more.
Family is loving each other,
Sharing a bathroom,
And bearing the bore.
Family is happy reunions,
Swimming in lakes,
And eating apples down to the core.
Family goes on forever,
For ever and ever,
Even when tragedy takes the floor.
Families who’ve been broken apart
And miss each other
Will all be reunited at heaven’s door.
Kalli C., age 10, Wyoming
Grace S., age 7, Texas
Lauren S., age 7, Virginia
Liesel M., age 9, Massachusetts
Samantha T., age 8, Minnesota
Tanner C., age 6, Illinois
Jessa W., age 8, Nevada
Jaren B., age 9, Indiana
Jordan H., age 12, Washington
Sarah A., age 11, Germany
Spencer G., age 7, Utah
Makenzie T., age 7, Washington
Alex W., age 11, South Dakota
Calvin S., age 6, Utah
Elizabeth K., age 9, Missouri