Sunday, March 6, 2011

The night

The night is cold, the breeze slight. I am sitting in my room with the warmth of the heater around me. I am listening to the children laugh, as they watch a funny cartoon, and hear the baby's quiet breathing, asleep, snuggled in her crib. My heart is joyful, my spirit content. My faith strong, my hopes high. My children safe, my family held up in prayer. I am a blessed daughter of God, there is nothing more I could ask for.