I love the way she says good night.
I love it when he holds me tight.
I love his cheeks and his fatty rolls
I love them more than they could know.
I love it when the laundry is done.
I love the beauty of the setting sun.
I love to see wheat fields, gently swaying.
I love to hear her sweet voice praying.
I love sipping a hot cup of coffee.
I love snacks that are much too salty.
I love a fresh haircut and new start.
I love time together, more than time apart.
I love this life and these blessings untold.
I love to witness how our stories unfold.