Saturday, March 25, 2017
Between the daylight and darkness,
At the ending of every day,
There's a sight that's very special,
Quite remarkable - I'd say.
It's the home fires that are burning,
It's the love in this family life,
As parents and children gather,
At the ending of daily strife.
It's a mother's loving kindness,
That brightens up a home,
It's a father's knowing wisdom,
That guides us 'til we're grown.
This bond of love and caring,
Gives foundation to our lives,
As we thank God for our blessings,
Our parents for family ties.
Written by Aleta A. Thrush 1990