The Mother & Homemaker

My days are days of small affairs

Of trifling worries, little cares --
A lunch to pack, a bed to make,
A room to sweep, a pie to bake,
A hurt to kiss, a tear to dry,
A head to brush, a bow to tie,
A face to wash, a rent to mend,
A meal to plan, a fuss to end,
A hungry husband to be fed ---
A sleepy child to put to bed.

I, who had hoped someday to gain
Success -- perhaps a bit of fame,
Must give myself to small affairs,
Of trifling worries, little cares.

But, should tomorrow bring a change,
My little house grow still and strange ---
Should all the cares I know today
Be swept, quite suddenly away,
Where now a hundred duties press
Be but an ache of loneliness,
No child's gay ribbon to be tied,
No wayward little feet to guide;
To Heaven then would I rise my prayers ---
"Oh God, give me back my little cares."

~ Author Unknown ~

Jesus Loves Me by Kathryn Fincher

I am now in that period of my life where my children are grown and 2 of them are on their own and I have 2 tiny grandsons.

This is a poem that I had written down while our children were all young and read many times, reminding myself that those wonderful, hectic, busy, amazing days of little feet running around the house and little hearts to guide, would be over sooner than I realized and that I should treasure every single moment.

I wish I could say that I always did, but alas, there were times that I complained and times that I was frustrated and tired.

Thankfully, there were more times that I was amazed, filled with wonder, overjoyed and humbled to be a part of something that has eternal results!