I like Sunday mornings...Listening & Playing
to Music, reading the Sunday paper and
watching the ChIldren play.
The days of past.

Sunday mornings or spent in silence,
least a mad woman in the kitchen...Banging
drawers, cleaning the cleaned counter...while...
cursing the Morning.
The days of present.

My Sunday Mornings...Will
be filled with the joy of knowingly having...The
Love of Him, My Music, the Sunday paper...most
of all My Children.
Future Days