Just livin'

How are you doing sweet readers? 

It's been a rather busy summer for us gals.

We hope you are doing well and ... just livin'.

Love, Besse & Bea

Just Livin'

It's bread and jam and a pot of tea

   With someone you love for company,

A fire for chilly nights, a chair,

   And radio music sounding there;

A sense of home and familiar things

   An old back porch where a cricket sings.

Not askin' much, just a place to stay,

   A quiet bed at the end of day,

A friend to drop in for a little chat,

   Gossiping over this and that;

A game of checkers or dominoes,

   And a small wood fire that softly glows.

It's dreams in your heart, deep down inside,

   Clean living, decent, a bit of pride

In the little town and the people there,

   The church and the store that you sort of share,

The crazy sidewalk, the yew-tree's shade,

   The little first of July parade.

It's bread and butter and simple things,

   Tears and laughter and wedding rings,

A birth in the house -- a death next door,

   Sunlight falling upon the door;

A child to love when the day is done,

   Just being alive ... is such splendid fun.

By: Edna Jaques