Snips and Snails

I love this boy of mine. Who begs at the sliding glass door to be released to the outside. Who sits in the grass touching each blade and finding sticks and snail shells. Who wanders around chatting with himself as he stops and picks up rocks along the way. Who would happily play outside all day if I let him. Who stares and smiles at the birds he meets along the way. I watch from a distance. Smiling, spying and snapping pictures as he explores his backyard world. I soak up each ray of sun as it warms my body right to the bone. I smile at as this sweet child of mine, God's child, as he explores the wonderful creations put on this earth for him to rejoice and take joy in.