Today was bittersweet; the last day for one of the tots in my childcare
because he is going to be a big brother soon!
But oh, what a day it was!
... a medley of messes and music!
Beginning with a most spectacular unveiling...
...and as much as I miss the tots when they leave,
I miss their moms just as much (if not more)!
because they've become dear friends forever!
Life’s best gifts do not fit inside a box
But often take us by tender surprise
As what appears quite commonplace unlocks
A vault of wealth dressed in darling disguise
Of innocence of little girls and boys
Reminding us of childhood’s purest joys
Of happiness gift-wrapped in mess and noise
And beauty we don’t always recognize
…until the past claims its inherent due
With age old ways that stun us constantly
Exchanging what we are accustomed to
For something new to startle you and me
Reminding us to live-laugh-love-and-pray
To take the time to treasure each today
Because The Present is a gift; its tray
Laden without tomorrow’s guarantee
The gifts that fit in boxes bring us cheer
And let a loved one know that they are prized
But the gifts that we hold forever dear
Are often hug and smile and teacup-sized
As hours like flower gardens unfold
Lavish extravagance of moment-gold
Granting gifts that only the heart can hold
With what is often commonplace-disguised
We often wonder at the way time flies
Like feet wearing holes through new pairs of socks
The thunder of What Was mingles with sighs
Of thankfulness for what today unlocks
In skylines running rife with life to seize
Before morn’s frame is filled with memories
Where sooner or later each heart agrees
Life’s best gifts do not fit inside a box
The gifts we cherish most are works of art
Forged into friendships from life’s highs and lows
The keepsakes that we cradle in the heart
Are love’s most fond and favored mementos
Of what at first glance may seem like not much
Just work and play and hope and pray and such
Until we slow enough to taste and touch
Too many gifts to count, that grace bestows
© Janet Martin
Of what at first glance may seem like not much
Just work and play and hope and pray and such...
Every good and perfect gift is from above...
James 1:17
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