As I walk thru my hallway
I feel warm as soup just spooned from the pot
As I go about my chores, setting up the house for the day
There creeps a smile out the corner of my lips
I fix my coffee
The smell of breakfast fills the air
Little arms wind about my waist
Thankfulness pours over me, bathing my soul in its peaceful beauty
This is where I belong
I am happy in my role
I am confident You know my name
Grateful are my thoughts towards You
-sj
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