Sleep darling, rest your head in the lap of love, dream of doves, rainbows, skies of blue and warm kisses of June. I’ll rock you, cradle you in my arms, kiss your cheeks of rose bud charm, eyelashes flutter in sweet lullaby. Gentle, I’ll hold you, hush little darling, in song you’ll sleep, in mothers arms.



In a life of complexities, we rarely notice the simple things.

It seems the desire for the best, the most, the expensive far outweighs anything.

My daughter taught me a lesson this morning, she showed me how to laugh carelessly, she showed me how to shine, she showed me how to be content, to see joy in the simple things. She ran through the puddles, splashing, her gumboots filled with water and I ran alongside her enlightened.