I am happy and content
A momentous ocassion
It doesn't happen often though I wish it did.
The washing's on the line
and a storm is rolling in
breezes heavy cool and moist rush past
I recharge regenerate
My Soul venerates poetry
With a worthy eye cascading lovely arts
Filled up to the brim
Filled in all senses
Happy just to sit letting bye be bye.
Loved and needed
Feeling useful and inspired
I draw in life and breathe it deeply I respire
Held in firm ideology
Respectfully sacrifing desires
I feel so full of pride and strong constant in my battle
Rested and restored
Ready to claim my rights
I have the world of my own making and I value it as much
I am here
Happy with my lot
Because today I took the time to stop and think about what I've got.