DAILY PLEASURES


  Wake to the morning, a cup of tea or coffee,


  Feeling the sun shine on a chilly, Fall morning.


  Something to eat as again hunger visits me,


  A shower, a hug from maybe someone you love.


  Feeling good as health is a precious gift to enjoy,


  A stroll down the street, just my headphones and me.


  A breath of life from morning through the dark of night,


  Taken for granted at times, daily pleasures are so fine.


                      Keith Garrett