TIME FLOWS LIKE A RIVER
A soft bed,
Fresh sheets.
The scent of summer jasmine,
Filtered through
White cotton curtains.
A small table,
By the kitchen window.
A glass of blood-red merlot,
A piece of crusty bread
And some cheese.
A cozy chair.
In the corner of the room.
The scratched table holding books,
The ancient brass lamp
Softly lighting the room.
Simple pleasures,
From well-used, simple objects.
Freeing my spirit,
Letting me soar far,
Away from life’s toils.
Time flows like a river,
Carrying us along with it
On a journey
That no one may refuse.
A soft bed to rest upon,
A small table to eat at,
A cozy chair to read books.
And you, waiting for me by the river
To journey with through life.
All the simple pleasures,
Of my simple life
With you.
03.13.2009
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