"Suffer little children
to come unto me," said the Lord,
"Forbid them not,
Of such is the Kingdom of God."
When a little child asks,
"Mama, can I sit with you?"
Suffer him, forbid him not,
You're the refuge from loneliness for him.
When a little child asks,
"Papa, will you play with me?"
Suffer her, forbid her not,
You're the paradise of happiness to her.
When a little child asks,
"Grandma, will you bake me a cake?"
Suffer her, forbid her not,
You're the bread of satisfaction for her.
When a little child asks,
"Grandpa, can you gallop with me like a horse?"
Suffer him, forbid him not,
You're the world of fantasy to him.
When little children come to you,
And seek to disrupt your life,
Suffer them, forbid them not,
For you're the meaning of life to them.
Suffer little children
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