8×10″ markers on paper
February 1, 2013
Inspired by the following passage from the poem “Baby” by George MacDonald:
What makes your forehead so smooth and high?
A soft hand stroked it as I walked by.
What makes your cheek like a warm white rose?
I saw something better than anyone knows….
How did they all just come to be you?
God thought about me, and so I grew.
But how did you come to us, you dear?
God thought about you, and so I am here.