Little Children (1978)
“Let little children come to me”
Said Jesus, “Let them stay ;
“Heaven is built by such as these
“So turn them not away.”
But mothers with no time for kids;
Short-tempered Mums who yell;
No-nonsense Mums, unsmiling Mums
All make a child’s life hell.
I see them in their private hells
Grow warped beyond repair.
Oh Christ! What waste of love and joy –
And what use that I care.
I long to help them, hold them tight
And share in their despair
I long to help them, but I can’t;
I must not interfere.
Meg Rugg-Easey May 1978