All the days the world spins,
The sun shows us light.
The favors that are blessed,
the sleepless night.
Why the doors stays open,
the chair sits upright.
Why the wall stands tall,
the paint stays bright.
We are who we are
Beautiful breath,
Tasteful touch.
Hand-full of self..
The gift of close
The sigh of relief
A child’s hand
Warmth throughout.