Knowing each day that the sun will come up,
Yet still being amazed at every glorious sunrise
And so it is with him
Knowing that each time we meet I will feel his breath on my lips
Each moment of resting in his arms, listening for his sounds of calm
At ease with my head laying softly on his chest, with my arms wrapped around him like my favorite pillow
Knowing that each time he holds my hand, it's because he wants to
Knowing these truths
Yet still being amazed at his unending gifts of peace.
Recent Comments