DOWN THE LANE THEY WALKED

Down the lane they walked each night
In the vast dark sky the stars shone bright
In innocence the young child cried
To the one who was walking by her side
“Is it God Who gives the stars their light?”

A hand held onto the child so tight
What was the answer that was right?
How could she this night decide
As down the lane they walked

Reasoned answers took their flight
It seemed that faith was better than sight
Who was now to be their Guide
Where in the Universe did He hide?
Was there One Who saw their plight?
As down the lane they walked