Living in Sonshine

Compiled by Marjorie Ebersole

My home is rarely boring, and it's often in a wreck.
The yardsticks's in the sandbox, and the dustpan's on the deck;
Some toys are in the toilet, and some are lined, "For Sale;"
The baby's licking minerals from brother's rusty nail…
A voice brings back reality, "Mom, here's a flow'r for you."
I see two yellow marigolds, he pulled the roots out, too!
I cannot scold his loving heart, instead I'll happy be;
For God has blessed me with three sons, and THAT'S THE LIFE FOR ME!
Stories, poems, and encouragement for those raising sons.