i sit and watch her from my chair
the morning sun upon her hair
wisps of blonde and brilliant red
like fire, rest upon her head
the kitchen counter full of spills
cereal, noodles, sugar, peels …
the mess is mine when she is done
but for the moment it’s all big fun
and as she stirs this mix with love
she beams a grin of pride~
for as she plays she opens wide
a heart of golden hues
she makes a gift to give away
and me…the mess…excused
this little one is mine to guide
toward beauty from the soul
i take the gift and know it’s true
there’s love within her bowl.
my daughter and grand-daughter both have beautiful hearts.
they are truely my treasures.
i am feeling very grateful for the beauty in my life today!
i hope you have a beauty-full day as well!
thanks for stopping by…
“The mess is mine when she is done.” Motherly love 🙂
There is nothing like a mother’s heart!