I have no mansion here,
But the sun's warm and skies are blue.
I'm not rich but I have no fear
Laughter and joy pull me through.
I'm blessed with the breath of a morning breeze,
I love the feel of white sand on my toes.
There is no cold weather that would make me freeze
I can ride the wave where it goes.
Food is so natural, just straight from a tree.
Life is so simple and quite basic.
My place is where I can live so free-
A place of serenity, love and music.
Perhaps it's not ritzy, oh like Paris!
Or as royal in grandeur as London,
But my countryside brings so much bliss
What is lacking? I can find none.
Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~~04.24.15
Wonderful thinking.Let every one be inspired by this poetess. Enjoyed.
Home is where the heart is and what you make it. Beautiful poem, Cynthia Peace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a beautiful poem, thank you for sharing it.