Bless Our Happy Home

The snow is falling, falling, falling!

It is so beautiful!

I feel quite blessed to be able to have all of my children home today, even my big 19 year old!

We are all safe and sound and do not have to rush about.

Dear dad had to venture to work so prayers are with him for a safe journey.

Oh, the snow! From the inside looking out it is so beautiful and peaceful!

It seems to bring peace into my heart, also!

I am suddenly reminded of a time when I was a little girl reciting a poem for my Grandma and Grandpa Storm.

I guess this peaceful morning turned my thoughts to peaceful and happy times and the gift of remembering my dear grandparents who have long gone to their Heavenly home.

See how God gives gifts even when we do not look for them?

So here is the poem I remember memorizing and reciting for Grandma and Grandpa when I was about 8 years old.

The Little Doll by Charles Kingsley-1800's

I once had a sweet little doll, dears,

The prettiest doll in the world;

Her cheeks were so red and so white, dears,

And her hair was so charmingly curled.

But I lost my poor little doll, dears,

As I played in the heath one day;

And I cried for her more than a week, dears;

But I never could find where she lay.

I found my poor little doll, dears,

As I played in the heath one day:

Folks say she is terribly changed, dears,

For her paint is all washed away,

And her arm trodden off by the cows, dears,

And her hair not the least bit curled:

Yet for old sakes' sake she is still, dears,

The prettiest doll in the world.

~May you all find little gifts in your day today!

~And may God bless all of you!

~Love, Laura