How can I not
this being grateful
I have marvelous children
hearts so loving
kindness spilling over like harvest seeds
a home being built and knit together with love overflowing
a heart finding kidlets that were just meant to be found
a man to stand with me and watch God build all this joy
the moon has been filling up these past days
and it too is spilling over this beautious joy
that lifts
and heals
and pulls one on
towards the Light
and hope
and believing
for all He is
enough
He is always enough
my sigh is satisfied
it slides out long and soft
and floats on the morning mist
this happy spills out
and even the beastlies catch it
and the barnyard sounds are content
and the air is full
and my heart is fine
peace
this perfect peace
this fullness
my favourite things
