Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Six Little Feet

Better late than never, I guess. I've been thinking on parenting. The ones I have and the one I am. I've also been asked by our friend Sheila at our local Christian radio station (you can listen at www.waft.org) to contribute to a panel on parenting for their morning talk show. I don't know how much wisdom I offered, but I gave my two cents.

Anyway, all this parenting talk reminded me of something I have. I thought today I'd share a sweet little poem that's framed and hanging in my hallway outside my bedroom. It's a good reminder to me as I start my day. I actually found it at a yard sale. When I saw it, I knew it was meant for me.

Six Little Feet

Six little feet came in from play
and tracked the kitchen floor,
to the shelf where stands the cookie-jar
then pattered out the door.

Six little feet ran over the porch
and down across the lawn,
six little feet ran here and there
and on...and on...and on.

Six little feet grow tired at night,
so I tuck them into bed,
and they lay all snug on the cool sheets
after the prayers are said.

Oh I cook and dust and sweep and scrub.
My work is never done!
But what would I do with my heart and my hands,
if the six little feet were gone?

Jan Holer

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