~ Her heart belongs to the harvest moon ~
~ Her soul a portrait of autumn blooms ~
~ Paint for her a portrait...
from Michelle D. Lewis' "Autumn's Child"
Welcome to my online musings, enjoy your stay!
but I will be on after that.
Hope you have a fantastic Monday and that you have some writing to share with us soon!
Keep Rockin
LOL I never claimed patience was one of MY virtues!
I don't know how prolific I'll be -
But after this first posting, I think I'm gonna like this - yeah, I'm gonna like this a lot!Thanks soooo much for the gentle promptings . . .HUGS!!!!
Father's Eyes
Amy Grant
I may not be every mother's dream for her little girl,
And my face may not grace the mind of everyone in the world.
But that's all right, as long as i can have one wish I pray:
When people look inside my life, I want to hear them say,
She's got her father's eyes,
Eyes that find the good in things,
When good is not around;
Eyes that find the source of help,
When help just can't be found;
Eyes full of compassion,
Seeing every pain;
Knowing what you're going through
And feeling it the same.
Just like her father's eyes.
And on that day when we will pay for all the deeds we have done,
Good and bad they'll all be had to see by everyone,
And when you're called to stand and tell just what you saw in me,
More than anything I know, I want your words to be,
She had her father's eyes,
Eyes that found the good in things,
When good was not around;
Eyes that found the source of help,
When help would not be found;
Eyes full of compassion,
Seeing every pain;
Knowing what you're going through,
And feeling it the same.
Just like her father's eyes.
I hope this year's Father's Day was all you wanted, Dad!