Like seeing the golden sunshine and blue forever sky.
Like seeing my almost 3 year old, playing on the swing, as she sings a made up song at the top of her lungs.
Like seeing pretty lilac bows in my girls hair.
Like seeing brown curls on my youngest baby girl.
Like seeing her sweet little face, turned to me in love.
Like seeing flowers that soon will be blooming, and the bird song that tell us that spring is almost here.
Seeing the blessing, when my heart is open to see.
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