I have come to love

the sacred of the days.

That early morning light;

The whispered hum of hours

Not yet begun.

Holding within it a promise

Of wonder within the earth,

My two miracles beside me,

In their innocence, in their joy.

Lives unencumbered by the burdens,

Of this world in which we live.

Wanting to pass down the virtues,

Of all the generations past.

All the goodness and the love,

That I know lies within humanity.

These are the sacred minutes,

To live right now.

This, here, thank you.