The Small Pleasures Poem by James Harris

If I must live in this world with no wine
I would tell you now that I'd simply die
A World that is completely lacking of song?
Such a thought to me is so horribly wrong

The simplest of joys give life so much worth
They bring out the music and all of the mirth
Simple pleasures in life are simply a must
Without any of them my soul surely would rust

A man can not live on mere God and bread
He needs wine and song to swim in his head
If The Lord were here I'd even give him my cup
And beg Him to sing with me as we did sup

If He did not wish me to have all these things
Then He would not have given us inspiration to sing
Nor would He ever have created a vintner's trade
So it makes no sense that these things He forbade

So pull up a chair and have this wine in a glass
It will loosen your tongue and give you some sass
Then maybe perhaps you'll help us belt out a tune
We shall surely enjoy whatever you may croon

The little things in life are what really do count
Without them around to what good does life amount?
I will tell you now what God simply will not forgive
Grovelling on knees before Him when you could have lived.