Enjoy The scent Of Roses

A poem of simple pleasure, writ by a simple man

I’m but a man of meager means
A man of simple pleasures
Tho’ deep endowed with eager dreams
I enjoy life’s simple treasures

My days I know are numbered
And so are minutely measured
So that I might remain
A man it seems (and bourne by dreams)

A man of meager means
And simple pleasures

Reviews

[SyberRose]

As long as we have our health...thats the important thing...thats all I ask for and a little quiet time to write...thanks for posting David...SyberRose

[Marie]

I am a woman of meager means and simple pleasures.

I would like to have alot more means and and a lot more complicated pleasures...