I’ve seen many men come and go
and women with children in tow
four generations or maybe more
haven’t kept count, head’s a bit sore
years turn to decades far too fast
seems everything is in the past
but I enjoy my days one at the time
you see, I don’t worry, nickel or dime
I greet every sunrise with grateful mind
to see a new day is a gift of a kind
I use it well, bless you, to leave my mark
at night fall I’m not afraid of the dark
when I go to rest in the moonlit night
my mind is at peace and filled with light.
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How many of us can say “when I go to rest in the moonlit night, my mind is at peace and filled with light”!! A beautiful way to live. Thank you.
Thank you Lizzie!
Great poem. I agree with Lizzie…. 🙂
Thanks 🙂
Ah, serenity. Take care!
I know…you too take care!