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
