A Contented Life Poem by David Harris

Sometimes I often wonder
what I would have been
if fate hadn't steered me
on the course I am on now.

Rich I will never be,
nor do I ever want to be.
Contentment is my goal
and with that I have succeeded.

Tragedies and hardships
may come my way
and I will deal with them
whatever the day.

After fifty years of writing
I have nothing to prove to anyone,
only to myself
that I can only get better.

I have so much in my life
I can be eternally thankful for,
my health, my family,
my friends and my life.

Some people worship money,
it fills their every thought.
If I have or don't have,
it doesn't bother me.

I have something more
than money can ever buy,
a contented life
that isn't built on a lie.



24 March 2013