Saturday, January 15, 2011

A poem I wrote this morning .... "MINE"

MINE

Sometimes when I look at what is mine,
I'm quite satisfied there is enough.
My gathering is all quite benign,
But others say I have too much stuff.

Hoarding is bad, but saving is good.
I am not greedy, collecting things.
Plenty there, never bare, and with food,
Planning ahead, my happiness brings.

Some think there is way too much clutter...
I organize my home for my self,
Not content with JUST bread and butter.
Life placates body PLUS MENTAL health!

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