The Things My Life is Worth

** This poem is meant to have a rhyme scheme, but not a rhythm scheme. The flow might seem off to some of you. It is also written in lower-case until the last lines of the poem to show the gradual build of confidence that these thoughts create in me. **


to feel the sun shine warm on my face
and inhale the scent of spring blooms in the air
to be in my love's tender embrace
and know in my heart he truly cares
to see newly sprung buds kissed by dew
and feel the cooling touch of a summer rain
to have friends who are honest and true
and never doubt those friendships will remain
to hear the ocean drumming upon the earth
and find splendid treasures in the sand
to never be far from home and hearth
to know the feeling of lending a hand
to feel a light breeze caress my cheek
and watch birds dance on the wind
to be able to doze under a shady oak tree
or share my secrets with a friend
to feel cool, fresh-cut grass beneath my feet
or to walk in newly turned soil
to somehow continue to find the answers I seek
to go even a day without my mind in turmoil
to see my child's very first smile
and to hear her first spoken word
to get to see her grow up, all the while
- These Are The Things My Life is Worth.