Poem: Precious Fruits

Precious Fruits

To sit upon an easy chair,

Feet propped up in relaxing air.

Surrounding self with sweet music,

Family photos, or feel good flick.

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Exercise hard, until worn out,

Then to relax, drink a cold stout.

Converse with friends, maybe play games.

When things go wrong, no body blames.

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To engage mind, counterpoints vie,

Learning new things that I may try.

Perhaps travel to venues new,

Thinking of things which I may do.

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Working wonders with my own hand.

Eating the foods which I have canned.

Cooking grand feasts, inviting friends.

My pleasure chests, they have no ends.

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To me, this is a life lived rich.

To find a role that is my niche.

Uncluttered by other pursuits.

These things to me, are precious fruits.

–                            – June Nash

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