A young child dissolved in giggles at his very first joke,
repeating the punch line in sheer bliss

A red-cheeked adventurer standing high above the town
on a sapphire-blue morning, enraptured in the frosty air Continue reading “Delight”

Certain Days

On certain days, I grow tired of little. I wish, I hope for more Money Praise Time Rest All the things that make life easier Than it is on this day. On certain days, I am thankful for little things. I ponder, I receive Rain Laughter Tea Wildflowers All the things that seem beneath God’s […]