Hey ho for those imperfect days
When brash and impatient are my ways
Spilt milk, loud voices, running late
Tantrums, lost keys, a cancelled date.
On my knees beside the bed
Tears fall freely for all I’ve said
Days like this will often be
Part of every mum’s journey
But Lord with You, Grace is enough
Though imperfect days are oh so tough
I’ll raise my heart and NOT my voice
This IS… the perfect choice!
by a very humbled me 🙂
(“that’s a good poem” – Master Luke who typed the last exclamation point)