I found this in my FB memories this morning and I had copied it from BHW 10 years ago.   Thanks for the wonderful message.  Still tugs at my heartstrings. 

The Little Child I'm Building 

by Valerie Martin Bailey

Great rulers build vast kingdoms, but

Those kingdoms rise and fall.

Famed engineers build bridges, and

Skyscrapers, soaring tall.

The celebrated of this world

Build reputations, grand,

While financiers build bank accounts

And power to command.

Egyptians built the pyramids

That stand until this day;

But even these amazing works

Will crumble in decay.

Day-dreamers build on fantasy

And hope their dreams come true.

The prejudiced build walls of hate -

Select who passes through.

But I am building one small child,

Whose worth can’t be appraised;

 My heart is held in those small hands  

So trustingly upraised. 

A treasure God has given me - 

So I must build with care, 

For this is an eternal soul - 

It’s precious, priceless…rare.

When kingdoms and great works of art

 Have molded into dust;

When wealth and power dissipate 

 As all earth’s treasures must 

The little child that I have built 

 Must stand before God’s throne, 

So let my child be firmly built… 

On Christ, the Cornerstone.