Days fold into each other
they all look the same –
there’s the sunrise, and the sunset
occasionally, there’ll be rain.
There are the grass, wet with dew
and the birds slicing the air
the wildflowers dancing in the fields
or the bees heavy with nectar.
Then there is the garden
waiting for nurturing hands
and that cartload of chores
screaming to be done.
There are the children playing
who will then bicker and cry
There’s the flustered mother
filling the world with her sighs.
There’s the father
coming home after a long day
wondering what would greet him
a kiss or a frown – how intently he prays.
But as soon as the stars light up the night
and dear silence reigns
there will be a heart down on her knees
blessing God for (her) life’s routine.
Thank you for coming by and have lovely day. 🙂
P.S. Some of your pages do not appear well on my screen (a connection glitch, perhaps?) that I could not push the like or comment buttons, as the case may be. I will try to ‘see’ you as soon as I can. 🙂