Less Mess I must confess
No piles of clothes by the side of the bed
No giant work boots to trip over
No stinky socks and trails of drywall
No fudgesicle sticks stuck to the counter
No sugary cream filled coffee mugs
No I-Pod music pipping Carmen and Hank Williams
Yes, Life without Larry is less mess I confess
But the plants scream for hydration
The birds search for seeds
The weeds beg to be picked
My arms miss his embrace
So come home Larry from your trip to Costa Rica
Where tools and cutting boards are your friends
Let laughter and fun reside once again
In this home you build with your very own hands
Bring on the mess I confess
By Sue Schuerr
So sweet!?
You two are a special couple…?
Thanks Sue—any marriage takes work, love and understanding one another. The book of Proverbs has been very helpful as well as The Five Love Languages.
What beautiful sentiments, Sue! And how clever! You truly are a gifted writer.
Thanks Cleora—you are my inspiration.