A middle-aged couple
Stares out their front window
Happily watching the workers
Busy on their front lawn, digging a hole.
They had lived in this neighborhood
For three years
With their three precious daughters,
The family dog, and only two trees.
The mother would often complain
Because the houses looked bare
The father was sad,
Said the air was stale.
But they know well that each day that brings a trial
Brings a blessing, too.
Today, the dog is barking
And there's plenty of work to do.
Still, they smile.
Because today they get a brand new tree.
Feb 23, 2018
Feb 23, 2018 at 11:54 AM UTC
A middle-aged couple
Stares out their front window
Happily watching the workers
Busy on their front lawn, digging a hole.
They had lived in this neighborhood
For three years
With their three precious daughters,
The family dog, and only two trees.
The mother would often complain
Because the houses looked bare
The father was sad,
Said the air was stale.
But they know well that each day that brings a trial
Brings a blessing, too.
Today, the dog is barking
And there's plenty of work to do.
Still, they smile.
Because today they get a brand new tree.
