Every Day's A Bonus Poem by Phil Soar

He gathered his belongings from beneath the tree,
And set off on another walk across the fields,
Searching for something to brighten up his day,
And somewhere late at night, where he can rest again

He distances himself from all the corporate greed,
He once was quite the businessman, and did succeed,
Then life caught up with him, and one dark afternoon,
His heart gave him a shock, and it was just too soon,

He removed himself from everything that caused him grief,
And settled for the world outside of self belief,
And now he wanders everywhere with no such pain,
And welcomes every bright new day, or pouring rain,

He sets up home in woodland or by waterfalls,
He walks for miles, and feels the breeze and never stalls,
And nature throws it's arms around his heart, and then,
He wakes, and smiles as a new day begins again.