a
bed with a firm mattress
a
house with a protective roof and walls
and
enough money to live simply
is
all I ask these days…
except
for a pen and paper with which to write my thoughts;
and,
of course, a mind from which these thoughts must develop,
but,
do I want or need a companion?
Of
this, I am uncertain,
and
yet, one has been with me all my life
…so,
what would I do without
and
how would I manage?
but,
this is how it’s been and this
is
how it must be…
4Mar17
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