365 Days of Writing

  Poem -- I love you more Whenever I am tempted to complain about being tired or exhausted, I remind myself: I’d rather be tired and have you than rested and not.

  Poem -- Evenings I'll Cheris h You asleep, stretched out. Me with a book. The last light of the day tinting the sky And a — welcome! — cool breeze Gently blowing in through the open window. And Daddy will be home soon. eep, stretc Me with a book. The last light of the day tinting the sky And a — welcome! — cool breeze Gently blowing in through the open window. And Daddy will be home soo