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
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Being content with life is a blessing. A good write.