It was a bad one, I do confess,
but thank you so much for cleaning it up,
the dirty shirt, the scattered cards, the spilled cup,
whatever else I left on the floor,
and even that brown smudge on the door,
I see that it is clean.
The whole house is clean.
You made everything clean.
Thanks for all the good things
you have done and you have said.
Thanks for sharing the blanket
when it’s time to go to bed.
Thank you for bringing warmth
into this small, cold house.
Thank you for being my friend,
and thank you for being my spouse.
No comments:
Post a Comment