What I Should Like...a Little While

 It's been a 'toy morning':)...

I should like my home to be

Not a showplace of pride and pomp

But a solace where children romp

And shape their childhood memory

Home; oh dearest, happy word

Let these four-letters symbolize

A sort of heaven-paradise

Where prayers are prayed and cares are heard

…and I should like my home to wear

Love’s mended woes, life’s spills and such

And not withhold from it the touch

Of childish fingers free of care

…and may its rod and rule be kind

The Word of God read and revered

Lest vainly innocence is reared

To thirst for truth, yet to it…blind

...and I should like my home to smile

With humble, thankful happiness

A tiny nook that God will bless

And dwell in for earth’s little while

© Janet Martin

‘Oh Mom, just leave it there’ said my daughter as I was about to polish away a handprint from the window, ‘that hand print reminds us *Nathan was here!’ (* little guy I babysit)

...jotted this while having lunch. One of the little guys I baby-sit is slurping applesauce and chatting about the 'nice, nice day' and I looked out at its gray offering and back at his innocence and laughed, yes! it is a nice, nice day!'

Time to do dishes and pick up toys!