Dear Heavenly Father, I am asking for a moment of your time. I have a request you see, that has been laying heavy on my mind. Father, I know often You use the broken and the weak. So perhaps, You could use me? Use me Father to carry out Your will. Use me Father toContinue reading “Dear Heavenly Father,”
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Chaos and Love
What’s your home decoration style? What is my home decoration style? I would like to describe this with a rhyme, if you have the time. You see, my design is quite unique No one could ever have a decor quite like my families. Let me explain what I mean And what it is so specialContinue reading “Chaos and Love”
Bitter Sweet
I stare the blank sheet wondering how freely to speak. What can be liberating and freecan also be bitter sweet.In the space where my thoughts and reality meet. Do I put it all in black and white or keep it hidden from the light? Once it is written on paper it became like a wagerContinue reading “Bitter Sweet”
Before the Birds Sing
It’s 3 AM, the house is asleep. A mother silently reads, quietly reaching for what she needs. The house desperately needs to be cleaned. Dishes in the kitchen sink. Laundry in the dryer for almost a week. But right now, she simply breathes. In and out, like the waves of the sea, desperately trying notContinue reading “Before the Birds Sing”
The Magical Hour
The bedtime shadows creep up the wall.The house gets quiet, sleepy, and tall. You climb in the covers and wiggles settle down.As we leave behind the noisy old town. I open the cover, you lean in close. To hear about the things that matter the most. Like dragons who drink their tea with a spoon,AndContinue reading “The Magical Hour”
Sincerely, Wormy
I am a bookworm quiet and sage.I live between the pages. Collecting moments from the present and keeping them for a different ages. Little pieces of today lost then found.Tucked away here, safe and sound.Resting upon this paper ground,Where all your sweetest thoughts are bound. Fragments of you that were left behind,as your eyes dancedContinue reading “Sincerely, Wormy”
Saturday at Home
Let us sit here, you and me Above the people, above the sea, You holding my heart and I yours, Both holding our tongues To hear how the birds sing To a slow yellow June. It is how gratitude is made Music, so we do not have to open Our hearts from this distance, where Continue reading “Saturday at Home”
Sticky Pages and Upside Down Kids
A wiggle in the cushion, a giggle in the dark,We open up a book to find a prehistoric park! But wait, the T-Rex has a cold, he sneezes with a thud,And now the shiny tractor is stuck deep in the mud. I try to read the sentences exactly as they look,But someone’s tiny fingers tryContinue reading “Sticky Pages and Upside Down Kids”
The Mindful Purpose
A map of stories waiting to be told,Of ink and art, and futures left to mold. A mind that strips the clutter from the page,To guide young hearts upon a changing stage. A voice that honors craft and quiet pride,With deep roots where the rolling waters glide, Who knows the weight a single word canContinue reading “The Mindful Purpose”
Don’t Blink
The tiny infant you hold so close. Will soon out grow those adorable clothes. Don’t blink Those sleepless nights and midnight cries Will soon be a teen, bright and wise. Don’t Blink. The toddler with the headstrong flare. Will soon, no longer need you there. Don’t Blink. Those trenches of motherhood can seem so deep.Continue reading “Don’t Blink”
Heather Congrove 