Just Like A Nephi Boy

Just Like A Nephi Boy

I have no bow nor arrow
To search for food and prey
But dad needs my help
Out in the yard today.
I’d like to be out playing
With my friends, but I will cheerfully obey.

I won’t be walking miles
Ahead to reach the promised land.
But Mother’s in the kitchen
I think I could ask her
If she could use a helping hand.

There is no liahona or compass
For me to see and follow,
yet when my parents call,
“It’s time for scripture hour,”
I’ll come quickly and listen
So I can learn the better way.

At times when my siblings
Are sad from hurtful words.
I can cheer them easily
With kind and loving care
And ease their burdens
Just like Nephi when he shared.

I want to be the kind of child
As in the stories I have been told
I want to be like Jesus
and the other prophets of long ago
Who did kind their deeds so happily.

I want to be that kind of boy and hear
My parents say, “Our little son is
Trying to help us here at home,
With all our daily tasks
He reminds us of a young Nephi boy
He is walking the righteous path.”

Barbara Renouf
April 2008