Luxury Of Simply To Be Alive Poem by Morhardt Carmen Mencita Monoi Angel

Luxury of simply to be alive

The oceans beautiful rising waves
Licking the long white sand shores

Tip toe into the cool wetness
What a good feeling of wellness

Luxury of simply to be alive

The gardens blooming flowers
Willows stretching like towers

Feet naked over the moss
Having a nap on the grass

Luxury of simply to be alive

The mountains top peak
From under one can feel weak

Climbing up the steep trails
Can you still hear the quaills

Luxury of simply to be alive

The city’s most busting business
People mostly on and on restless

The fields lovely green or yellow
Fruits on trees seem fully mellow

Luxury of simply to be alive

The most humble and simple things
Can make the most luxury of life