Tuesday, September 22, 2015


...the rest of a poem that began last week:)

Perhaps what we most need
Our dollars cannot buy
A posy from God’s garden
And a stroll beneath His sky

A frolic with the breeze
A front-row seat of grass
To listen to leaf-symphonies
Teasing time’s moment-glass

Perhaps we do not need
The More we dream about
Perhaps less is the way to go
Less stress, less stuff to tout

Perhaps what we most need
When all is said and done
Are pieces of an afternoon
Scattered beneath the sun

© Janet Martin

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