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…

D