Contentment
rhyming poem about my status quo
2 min readJan 27, 2022
CONTENTMENT
Children grown
life’s my own.
Friends are few
that will do.
Birds they sing
no phones ring.
Flowers dance
bunnies prance.
CONTENTMENT
Children grown
life’s my own.
Friends are few
that will do.
Birds they sing
no phones ring.
Flowers dance
bunnies prance.
Writer of stories and poetry. Christ follower. Yorkshire lass living in Ontario. Loves nature and gardening. https://lynnecollier.com/my-books/