As I sit on the front porch and watch the soft little puffballs of dog hair
float from our door mat into the morning breeze
and land gently in the trees and on the neighbors’ flowers,
I am reminded of the myriad of ways God has of making me smile.
I use the “poetry” term loosely, of course. But in reality, the wonderful morning did make me realize and remember, God is the inventor of giggles! And I think we’re meant to giggle a lot... like little kids!