I yearn for simplicity,
like sitting and watching
a sunset with a fine wine
and a smile that somehow
warms the breeze
that flutters through
my hair and through
the shadowy trees.
Yes, I desire the undiluted
taste of a good red wine
on the delight of my lips,
as the sun takes its final
glance at the happenings
of my sometimes dull life.
And in the simplicity of sitting
and saluting the final act of day,
with rubied glass in hand and
delighted warming peace in heart,
I think to myself that this is
as much as any man should have.
6/1/2017