Precious Moments
Oh Lord, how do I exalt thee,
Let me count the ways..
For a baby,
turning toddler,
creating beside me
in a conscience state.
For evening ramblings that
reflect my subconscious state.
For an interuptting garage door that
signals a returning husband.
For a house full of snorings,
tossings and turnings.
For a tired body that is ready for
sleep, at the end of an eventful day.
For the cool, refreshing breeze that
whafs in from the not-too-far ocean.
For reminders in the flowers that babies bring
that YOU are there and
YOU love me.
As I do
what I do
because I love YOU.
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