Life is precious, sacred, blest
from the womb to final rest.
God is in a child’s first breath
or a grandpa facing death. 

Special needs autistic son.
Crippled daughter who can’t run.
Those impaired in speech or sight.
Those whose hearing isn’t right.

Those who can’t recall their name.
Those with damage to their brain.
Those in prison, addicts too.
Those who think their options few. 

Each life matters. Each has worth.
Everyone on God’s green earth.
Life is precious, sacred, blest
from the womb to final rest. 

* God’s green earth is a phrase I have borrowed from my neighbor and friend Michael Medved. This syndicated radio talk show host has a passion for caring for creation.