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ENOUGH
She was alone on a bench in the middle of the park when walking along I spied her
I’m not sure what drew me in…but I ended up sitting beside her.
For a while we sat in silence…me…and this old woman I’d never seen before
until my eyes met hers and we exchanged a smile…which seemed to open up the door.
We talked of trees and butterflies about how the sun shone off the creek
and before I knew it…I was meeting her…on that park bench once a week.
She could be sweet, she could be kind, she could be soft, she could be gruff
and as we spent those days together…she taught me the meaning of enough.
When I think of the love I’ve had in life, she’d say…one touch was enough.
When I am sad…to drive away the shadows…one sunbeam is enough…
When I look up in the night sky…the light of one star is enough.
When I linger in a garden…the aroma of one flower is enough.
When I’m walking in a forest…the shade of one tree is enough.
When I’m with my family and friends…one moment is enough.
I only have one life, she’d smile…if I live it right…once will be enough.
and If I should die tomorrow…well…then I’ve lived long enough.
Yes, when I look at all the happiness I’ve had…I know I’ve had enough
and If the only prayer I ever say is thank you…then I have prayed enough.
My meetings with her would come to an end
enough was finally enough
and though I was saddened at her passing…
I know I had time enough…
Time enough to make a friend…a friend both kind and gruff…
Time enough to have been lucky enough…to learn the meaning of enough.
Now when my life is peaceful and happy…or when times are sad and rough
I return to the bench where we sat together…
to remember I have enough.
