If I could capture this moment,
I would call it contentment,
With the sun slipping down,
Mingling with the clouds,
As Paramore streams from the speakers,
And we talk about everything and nothing,
Turning the pages,
Digging into the Word,
Singing and laughing,
This is family,
And this is contentment.
It doesn’t matter what we have,
because we’ve made it this far,
it doesn’t matter where we are,
because we’re bound in this task,
to love Him,
to love each other,
to love them all,
and nothing could be grander.
~Tori Lynn

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