I Want
I want to live in the country
Slow down, snails pace;
Breathe crisp fresh air,
I want to be close to God
Mediate and study
Commune with and love
I want to be in the arms of my wife
Delicate touch, soft kiss
Comforted day and night,
I want to eat with good friends
A food covered table
Challenging and edifying conversation
I want to be a father
Piggy back rides
Souls and minds shaped,
I want to write a book
Simple and true
Dives deep and pierces
I want to live to be an old man;
Wise grey hair
With a big smile on my face.
Friday, April 4, 2008
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