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 are 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.