Stone laid, icon kissed,
A child's hand, sunlight kissed.
*#Scripture* etched in my soul,
A home made beautifully whole.
Through Pascha's light, a guiding star,
Protecting them, near and far.
With every prayer, a stronger keep,
While little children are asleep.
From Proverbs' wisdom, love's gentle art,
Forever holding their precious heart.
And daily litanies, a rising grace,
In every corner of this holy place.
Though shadows fall, and trials appear,
The Theotokos will keep them near.
My earthly task, divinely spun,
A *#Fatherhood* lived, God's will be done.