A Mothers Prayer..... |
Fitting lids on bottled bugs,
Wiping tears and giving hugs.
A stack of last week's mail to read,
So where's the quiet time I need? Yet, when I steal a moment, Lord, Just at the sink or ironing board, To ask the blessings of Your grace, I see then, in my small one's face... |
That You have blessed me,
All the while,
And I stoop to kiss,
That precious smile. |
From. Nao |