Monday, February 16, 2009


Man has gone to work
I hear wakeful noises, calling
Mama comes in the dark
little face squints at the light
back down creaking stairs with snuggles
a dry diaper
early noonies in the cozy rocker by the fire


Ann Voskamp @Holy Experience said...

I sit with you in the Light...
Always so beautiful here.

Thank you, friend...
Blessing on your morning, nights, the works of your hands...

All's grace,

Debbie in CA : ) said...

Your blog invites me in with the utmost of simplicity, the sweetness of a hearth well-tended, and the tranquility of one at peace in herself and the world . . . though not of it. I delight in coming to your rose garden. May you be blessed for the gift you have shared so freely and beautifully.