Awake to the morning sounds, a cup of coffee, the sunrise,
Turn on the television, watch the news of the day, open the blinds.
Walk outside to the sound of the scrub jays waiting for peanuts,
Free it is to stare at the open sky, a walk in the morning is alright.
A conversation with a friend, a walk in the park, the shake of a hand,
Smoking ones pipe in the evening, sitting on his porch, the day was good.
A warm fire on a cold night, simple things, dinner with your wife,
Laughter is free, some advice and a smile is alright, a tomorrow in your sight.
Simple things are pleasures at times taken for granted, we are each one guilty,
There remain greater struggles out there, simple things even out all life brings.
Keith Garrett
keithgarrettpoetry 
So to get back to the simple things of life. It’s so easy to become so “advanced,” so “contemporary,” and so technology and electronic based that we forget the wonderfully simple things in this life. 🙂
Thanks so much for reading
On Thu, Mar 12, 2015 at 6:43 PM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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So true!
Thank you
On Fri, Mar 13, 2015 at 2:18 PM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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You’re quite welcome.
I am a simple person, love the land, animals. Nice piece.
Thanks for reading
On Fri, Mar 13, 2015 at 6:27 PM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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My pleasure!
Thanks
On Mon, Mar 16, 2015 at 10:52 AM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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