HOW SMALL THE WORLD
Julie Redstone
How small the world, how tightly knit,
If I could hold it in my hand
I'd touch each hurt with gentle love
And kiss away each troubled frown.
I'd sit and tell this tiny world
a story made of earth and light,
That spoke of hope, and spoke of truth,
Of promises that made things right.
And while I held it in my hand
I'd hold each nation in my heart,
So each would know the gift it brings
To a tiny world of many parts.
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