For the moments...

For the moments when the sun dances on my cheeks and plays with my hair,
When the tea has gone cold because life is too much fun,
When the hum of the sewing machine stirs creativity in my bones,
When the smell of musty books and the strum of guitars is enough,

I want you to be there.

For the moments when the rain drizzles down the pain rubbing salt into the wounds, 

When the ache in my chest threatens to overwhelm me,

When the tap-tap of the keyboard is the releasing of my mind,

When the birds lullaby my dreams and flowers soften my heart,

I want you to be there.

For the moments when the world is big but I am oh so small,

When the money is short but our laughs are long,

When the weather is poor but our hearts are rich,

When the sky is dark but our eyes are bright,

I want you to be there.

For the moments when the chances are slim but our smiles are wide,

When the burden is weighty but you are the light,

When the world is shallow but your love is deep,

When the reality of my imperfection is eclipsed by your gift of grace,

I want you to be there.

When all of me is longing for all of you,

I need you to be there.