I Wonder
I wonder, as she held him closely, Wrapped in warm and swaddling bands, Did she wonder what her Father asked From tiny, trembling hands?
I wonder, as they brought him presents, Gifts so treasured and so rare, Did she wonder at the offering Held within her tender care?
I wonder, as she saw him walking, Learning every awkward step, Did she wonder where they'd take him, Feet just finding balance yet?
I wonder, as she saw him carving, Working there by Joseph's side, Did she wonder how he'd use his hands To serve and bless mankind?
I wonder, when she saw him teaching Elders in that holy place, Did she wonder what he'd teach her As he grew from grace to grace?
I wonder if she hugged him tighter, Stroked his head and held his hand, Sensed the weight of future offering, Sacred, sacrificial Lamb.
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Anna M. Molgard
©2008 Faithsong Publications L.L.C.
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2011 Church Cultural Arts Submission, Deseret Dramatic Recognition Award
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