Life’s Fleeting Joys

Give me patience when little hands tug at me with ceaseless, small demands

Give me gentle words and smiling eyes, to keep my lips from hasty sharp replies

Let not fatigue, confusion or noise obscure my vision of life’s fleeting joys

So when in years to come, my house is still, beautiful memories its rooms may fill

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