A Sleepless Night

Tonight my children lay sleeping Peacefully in their beds. I rearranged their covers And gently kissed their heads. But as I lingered in their doorway And listened to them breathe, I realized what a gift it is To watch my children sleep. Tonight I thanked the Lord for Thirty sticky fingers, Thirty stinky toes And three sets of boyish hands That I can tightly hold And while they are only mine on lend From my Father up above I’ll cherish every moment He gives me them to love.