Though it’s not really quiet,
My heart listens carefully, the house is at peace.
is still cool, the birds noisy,
singing their love to the world, before day’s heat makes them cease.
Two of my boys are up —
one, bright with the morning; one, I suspect couldn’t sleep.
They stay calm
And let the others stay sleeping.
Saturday mornings are treasures we don’t lightly ignore.
It’s all good
even tho sometimes I’m weeping
and stress from the day can leave me flat on the floor.
I love them all fiercely
with a burn in my bones that I can never deny.
And in return
I am loved with all they can muster,
And a whispered promise, from a Father on High.
“Someday”, He says,
“They will grow and be strengthened.
“You are doing ok, feel my Love never-ending,
Never give up, stand in courage, watch for small things —
The little moments that remind you
I’m always nearby.”