“Can I have some candy please?”
Male or female I could not tell,
Not much higher than my knees.
Reaching into my candy bowl,
I grab some candy for the child.
Four or five pieces, I don’t know.
The little one giggled, free and wild.
I dropped them into a pumpkin pail.
A “thank you” broke the quiet night.
“You’re welcome,” I said, and without fail
Added “Jesus loves you” to the little fright.
“Here is a tract you can have someone read.”
“Oh, thank you again,” came the child’s voice.
“Maybe mom or dad will do the deed,
And read you the story,” I hoped for that choice.
Later that night I completed my treating.
My doorbell rang after much patience was tried.
A young mother with tears I found myself greeting,
A little monster standing by her side.
Holding the tract I had given the child.
She looked to me with hope in her eyes.
I asked, “Will you come on in and visit a while.”
The two stepped right in, to my surprise.
Later that night, I saw the mother pray
For Jesus to love her, cleanse her heart.
God took all her sins and washed them away.
He loved her and gave her a fresh new start.
When all in this life seems ruin and lost.
Everything in the world is dirty, defiled.
A Word from the Father is worth the cost.
And a family can be reached if we love a child.