In the morning I hear a song
It plays so faintly, in my head
It starts while I am yet dreaming
Stretched upon my morning bed
But as the day goes by it grows
And I begin to hum along
For though it is a catchy tune
My heart remembers not the song
But quickly in the afternoon
I pick out the words, here and there
Til dinner comes with fork and spoon
And I am singing, unaware
So by the time I’m off for bed
I’m belting out a wordy song
An anthem of blessed thankfulness
As heartfelt as the day is long
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Aww
Haha!! Thank you, so much. <3
I don’t thrive off of chaos: chaos thrives off of me.
Oh, how sweet
What a lovely thing!
Thank you, Keri ❤️
Thank you, Keri ❤️
I don’t thrive off of chaos: chaos thrives off of me.
LOVE!!
Oh my word, this is the best!! I love it. <3 Particularly the ending line, “As heartfelt as the day is long.” That’s just arGHHHH it’s so perfect!
“planting seeds inevitably changes my feelings about rain.” —luci shaw.
psalm 84:10 esv.