View of God.

Goldfinch60

The class was in session,

The subject was art.

The paint went everywhere

As the children splashed it,

All over the paper, walls ceiling, floor.

The teacher walked round

Looking at each creation,

A house here,

Countryside there.

Pets and parents,

Friends and toys.

All manner of things,

Subjected to the rigours

Of the children’s creative minds.

Then she came to the last one,

The teacher had no idea

What this creation was.

So the artist was asked,

“What are you painting?”

“God” the young lady replied,

“But nobody knows what God looks like”

Said the teacher.

“You will when I have finished this!!”

Said the girl.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 7th, 2017 01:46
  • Comment from author about the poem: Much has been said about God on here recently, here is another fun view.
  • Category: Humor
  • Views: 50
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  • orchidee

    Oohh heehee. I may have heard that one before. But a fine write again G/F. As in one hymn:
    'Thou art a sun without a sphere' and
    'Thy place is everywhere'.

  • Frank Prem

    Ha. Good one GF. Nice call by that youngster.

    • Goldfinch60

      Thank you Frank.

    • FredPeyer

      And the girl had painted a woman!
      Love your poem, Goldfinch!

      • Goldfinch60

        Thank you Fred, she may well of done in our Church God is often referred to as She.

      • Accidental Poet

        Such talent in the minds of the young. Great writing here Goldfinch. ; )

        • Goldfinch60

          Thank you AP, the young have a clear mind of things.

          • Accidental Poet

            That is until some adult comes along to mess it up on them. : (

            • Goldfinch60

              Yep!

            • dusk arising

              You made me burst out laughing there. Hadn't heard that before - very funny - dontcha just love the things kids come out with.

              • Goldfinch60

                Thank you da, glad I made you laugh, laughter is wonderful.

              • Samreen Chowdhury

                This makes me think of a gothic novel,good write!

                • Goldfinch60

                  Thank you samreen.

                • Louis Gibbs

                  You've got to love the audacity of a confident young child! Some of the new ones coming in now are quite remarkable souls. Cute poem, Goldie.

                  • Goldfinch60

                    Young children are wonderful, they are not inhibited in what they say. Thank you Louis.

                  • Michael Edwards

                    Simply super - gave me such a smile.

                    • Goldfinch60

                      If I made you smile Michael it was all worth it. Thank you.

                    • WL Schuett

                      Good bit of fun , well done made me smile

                      • Goldfinch60

                        Thank you WL, my day is not wasted if I have managed to make people smile.

                      • BRIAN & ANGELA

                        Thanks ANDY ~ Lying on one's back in the SISTINE CHAPEL ~ One does catch a glimpse of GOD in CREATION ! When people ask me "How do yiou know GOD exists ?" I reply "I talked to HIM this morning" Yours BRIAN

                        • Goldfinch60

                          Thanks Brian. Being touched by God is awesome.

                        • myself and me

                          She will get a A plus for her art. So smart, both you and the girl.

                        • poetboy123

                          Very well written and lighthearted!

                          • Goldfinch60

                            Thank you pb, much appreciated.

                          • Christina8

                            Very insightful! Great read!

                            • Goldfinch60

                              Thank you Christina, most kind.



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