I have been blessed
With the wisdom of
No where to go
And nothing to prove
No where to look
And nothing to have
No one to love
And nothing to leave
I can simply sit
Here enjoying the sunrise
And reveling the sunset
Knowing that things in-between
Have been absolutely perfect
One who you see
As peaceful and calm
Doesn’t mean that he
Has no demons it
Simply means that his
Demons no longer have
Him there’s a difference
Someone asked me to
Describe the perfect kiss
A wind chime hung
On the porch’s corner
Playing a soft Autumn
Breeze at the same
Time the curtains dance
And all that follows
Don’t waste your life
Pursuing fame for immortality
Resides in the hearts
And minds of those
Who will survive you
Be the talk of
The campfire be the
Story and laughter at
The holiday bring joy
To others now it’ll
Still be there long
After you are gone
There is just something
About this one tarnished
And dented penny that
Makes me keep it
In my pocket when
I feel it when I
Look at it I
Don’t think about all
Of the millions of
Other pennies I think
Only of this one
Because it is different
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 