There are seeds of things that could be fed
And watered by the rain
They're lying around in plain places
Where the furniture is bare and shaggy
And the kettle boils water all day and all night
And the man of the house has a weak little smile
To feed children, that is what I want to do
With this life that lays out before me like a dream
His shoes need shodding and his feet need washing
He jumps when he's call and that is enough for me
There's no greater purpose for me to enjoy
Than when I provide for my little boy
He smiles up at me with the happiest smile
I am deeply grateful to God
In Jesus' Name
 Amen