A Sunday Sublime

With soft, restful music playing in the background
You lay napping in the next room.
It is a Sunday sublime . . .
Our home and neighborhood are quiet
As I reflect on recent days and how we have grown closer
And our love for each other has grown.
Most certainly God has blessed us
As we have moved to overcome differences
And bond closer to each other.
Indeed, there are miracles all around us
With our growing affection and love a miracle.
Life is wonderful and sublime
And as I count my blessings
Reflecting on the past and present
I can't help but consider this day
A Sunday sublime . . .