Big Mud Puddles and Sunny

Yellow Dandelions

When I look at a patch of dandelions,
 
I see a bunch of weeds that are going to

take over my yard.
 
My kids see flowers for Mom and blowing

white fluff you can wish on.

When I look at an old drunk and he

smiles at me,  I see a smelly, dirty person

who probably wants money and I look away.

My kids see someone smiling at them and

they smile back.

When I hear music I love, I know I can't carry

a tune and don't have much rhythm so I sit

self-consciously and listen.

My kids feel the beat and move to it.

They sing out the words. If they don't know

them, they make up their own.

When I feel wind on my face, I brace myself

against it. I feel it messing up my hair

and pulling me back  when I walk.

My kids close their eyes,

spread their arms and fly with it,

until they fall to the ground laughing.

When I pray,  I say thee and thou and

grant me this, give me that.
 
My kids say,

"Hi God! Thanks for my toys and my friends.

Please keep the bad dreams away tonight.

 Sorry, I don't want to go to Heaven yet.

I would miss my Mommy and Daddy."

When I see a mud puddle I step around it.

I see muddy shoes and dirty carpets.

My kids sit in it. They see dams to build,

 rivers to cross, and worms to play with.

I wonder if we are given kids to teach

or to learn from?

 No wonder God loves the little children!

Enjoy the little things in life,
 
for one day you may look back

and realize they were the big things.
 
I wish you
Big Mud Puddles
and Sunny Yellow Dandelions!!!