Three little children tucked into bed
Saying a prayer over each sleeping head
Laying beside my husband – my friend
As this precious day draws to an end
Don’t waste today on tomorrow’s ordeal
Love them completely as moments slip past
Have no regrets if today is your last
Don’t let them control you or pull you apart
Commit to the Lord those things that are real
The dreams that are broken, trust Him to heal
Don’t waste today on tomorrow’s ordeal
Love them completely as moments slip past
Have no regrets if today is your last
4 comments:
So true, Sweet Steph, so true.
...think on these things...
Love you, my dear!
~DSG
Thank you for sharing your poem, Stephanie. Keeping up with your blog and your sweet family.
Smiles,
jen in MI
I love the poem. Thank you for sharing!
-Melissa
I love the poem, Steph. Thank you for sharing it.
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