Reasons

Hello little friends, I'm not here to harm you...just to admire your care free spirit,

your hearty physique,

your preparedness.

I'm here to admire you wiggly noses and your bushy twitching tails...

I just like to be near you,

to notice you,

to be aware of your specialness.

Hello my blue eyed boy

I'm not here to bother you...not on purpose at least.

I'm here to love you,

to watch you,

to laugh with you.

I love your freckles and your soft pale pixie face

Your are my little Irish man... my new walking buddy.

I enjoyed are long ramble through the prairie lands today,

thank you for listening to me go on and on about the trees

thank you for listening to me talk about my love of the sun...

and smiling and really really listening.

You are my dear friend, my soul mate

I'm here just to be with you.

hello crystal,

lovely geode.

hello sparkles and joy in a cracked sphere

snow white and glittery and gorgeous

I'm here to hold you

to feel your weight.

Near the window I gently turn you left...slowly right, admiring the way you catch the sun

Through you, I can catch it too.

You are everything I want to be

Strong, delicate, pure, glittering from the inside out

I'm here to worship your Creator and the purpose you play here on earth...

to bring joy.

I'm here to treasure you.

Soft light...pretty work space...hello.

I'm here to work beneath your glow,

to cherish the moment of a "new day"

over and over and over again.

I'm here to be content with simple, with antique, with used.

I'm here to play while I work

I'm here to see the art of white wall, draped with good things...

and see the beauty.

Hello dusk dusting my garden

rest easy naked sleepy trees

rest easy empty boxes 

I'm here to hope for you

to dream of what you can become

to adore who you are right now, as you are

I'm here to adorn you with chimes,

to fill you with seeds and nutrients 

I'm here to give you a drink when the summer days are hot

I'm here to nurture you

to take your gifts and be thankful for them...

the shade, the dance of leaves, the garden plunder

I think I'm here to be thankful for you

I'm here to feed the squirrels...

the bunnies...

the butterflies.

I'm here to paint oceans,

trees, 

someday...I hope...a sunrise.

I'm here to learn.

I'm here to kiss,

to dance,

to touch soft lips and brush long hair

to stare into eyes that need me.

I'm here to give

whatever I can...

to whoever I am.

I'm here to look across the room at my daughter writing...

and see a picture.

I'm here to see the world in pictures..

Thank you, oh thank you

Divine 

Thank you, oh thank you

Father

Thank you, oh thank you

Light of the World

Creator of Love

Giver of Peace

...that my purpose is so great, yet so simple

Thank you for giving me so many reasons to be here

1. I come to the garden alone,
   While the dew is still on the roses,
   And the voice I hear falling on my ear
   The Son of God discloses.
   • And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
     And He tells me I am His own;
     And the joy we share as we tarry there,
     None other has ever known.
2. He speaks, and the sound of His voice
   Is so sweet the birds hush their singing,
   And the melody that He gave to me
   Within my heart is ringing.

And He walks with me, and He talks with me,

And He tells me I am His own;

And the joy we share as we tarry there,

None other has ever known.