Maintaining My Senses

 

I am blessed to be amused,

Not by T.V., money, booze.

Yet, through my senses I’m maintained.

I like music and soft rain.

 

Paint my shirt, make fancy pie,

Pick some berries, laugh and cry,

Smell that flower, kill a fly,

Refuse some chocolate, then, ask why.

 

Public radio is superb.

I feel connected through their blurbs.

Mow the grass and eat ice cream.

I need time to walk and dream.

 

Sometimes messy and hard work,

I plant seeds in compost dirt.

Love for neighbors, husband, wife,

I experience my life.