Pleasure

Pleasure is the compliment of a job well done,

the joy in the creation or sharing of a talent, 

the satisfaction in a glimpse or word of praise for something I created with love. 

Pleasure is the softness of a baby soft cheek next to mine, 

two soft sweet hands, 

and the heavenly aroma of a dear sweet babe. 

Pleasure is the pride and glow of a word first recognized, 

a word formed with faltering hand, 

and the accomplishment in knowing I was the teacher of my sweet child. 

Pleasure is the calm of a beautiful day, 

the warmth of the first rays of spring sunshine,  

and the scent of a damp earth welcoming the new life of spring. 

Pleasure is the contentment of a long evening, 

listening to the stories and songs of little voices, 

bound with love in the security of family. 

Pleasure is the nearness of ones we love, 

the warmth of a long embrace, 

and the kiss given in love. 

Pleasure is the security of future, 

the promise of hope, life and nearness, 

in the arms and home of the Living God.

Pleasure