Invocation To The God Of Children
By Jason

I'm the king of castles made of sand
toy soldiers march at my command

Mine is the realm of tons of tickles
of pillow fights and gaggles of giggles

I am the master of bats, balls and gloves
the laughing Lord of lollies and love

I am playtime in the dirt and muck
then bubble baths with rubber ducks

I am climbing, jumping, swings and slides
games of tag and seek and hide

I am nursery rhymes and fairy tales
digging holes with spades and pails

I am afternoons lost in favourite books
and cuddles shared in cosy nooks

I am giving in to your sweet tooth
and the turning seasons of your youth

I am bright Spring days spent picking flowers
and playing in the rain for hours and hours

I am warm Summer days with water fights
catching bugs and flying kites

I am cool Autumn days and Hallow's eve
and jumping into piles of leaves

I am white Winter days spent sledding and then
playing in the snow making angels and men.

I am innocence in all it's splendour
adolescent sweet surrender

I am the buttoned stag seen in the glen
for I am He, the God of Children!