Trust !

Smiling, he took the little boy's hand,

Reassuringly, he called the other children to follow.

He took them past the marching band.

The children sang a song their teacher

Had taught them in a more gentler time.

He was taking them to a "cleaner place"

Out of the mud, out of the damp, out of the cold.

They went willingly, singing the song their teacher

Had taught them in a more happier time.

To a place that was clean and warm and gentle and calm

And for the children, now, only peace……. in Hashem's gentle hand.