Dear Lord, it's such a hectic day,
With little time to stop and pray,
For life's been anything but calm,
Since You called me to be a mom...
Running errands, matching socks,
Building dreams with matching blocks,
Cooking, cleaning and finding shoes,
And all those things that young ones lose...
Fitting lids on bottled bugs,
Wiping tears and giving hugs,
A stack of last week's mail to read...
So where's the quiet time I need?
Yet as I go to bed each night,
My heart is filled with true love's light,
As I take one last peek, I see,
This treasure you have given me,
God's own sweet blessing sleeping there,
The answer to a Mother's Prayer.
~author unknown
