You
The butterfly in November’s purple air
The envelope in which I send
My deeply uttered prayer
You
The tangent proof of this life’s hope and grace
The sparkle in my teardrop,
The laugh-line on my face
You,
A perfect storm dismantling my living-room
The bud that holds the flower
The rose about to bloom
You,
The golden sunbeam on an autumn-dappled field
The God of love and mercy
In a child revealed
Janet~
God, in a beautiful flurry of spills, finger-prints, sticky kisses,
toy messes, 'I forgot's', warm bed-time hugs, I love you's...
Today's prompt: something revealed.
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I hope you enjoyed your pause on this porch and thank-you for your visit!