Samstag, 16. April 2022

Ingrids Auswal - Ingrids Poetry (237)

 


 


                                                               What


A roof over head, a snuggly warm bed.

Someone to watch over me.

Some food on my table, to share with a friend.

A country where people are free.

A kind word or two when storm clouds appear.

To scatter all sorrow, all strife.

A hand I may hold, a sweet melody,

What more could I want of life?