Just color me content . . .
Good night's sleep, awaking
to fresh banana bread made
by a friend, the cool of the
morning . . .
We seem to be ever seeking
the thrills offered in heights
unknown. Heaven forbid we
should be sated with those
small joys that surround us.
And yes, it is easy to forget
the importance of those little
things that make up a perfect
day. I fear we live in a society
ever seeking the orgasmic high
rather than that sweet road of
getting there!
This new me, the me that's
facing those latter years of life,
longs to learn this secret ere
I die . . .
pray do share with me
how may i learn what needs be
so longing to know
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