The simplest of pleasure brings joy to my life
As a little girl and now as a wife
Like paddling my feet into a running stream
Where my mind drifts off to the land of daydream
Just lying down onto the naked grass
Memories like these never cease to last
Watching the clouds high in the sky
What fascinating things can I see go by?
Horse riding along a quiet country lane
My horse and me are as one...the same
Swinging up high until I lose my breath
Makes my heart pound out of my chest
Making daisy chains two metres long
Listening to natures sound of choral birdsong
The joyous of things in life are for free
Etched in my heart as a forever memory
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Writing has been my friend since a teenager...I laugh, cry, think, pretend, smile as I do it. I feel that I communicate better through my writing as in person I can appear a tad scatty.
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Comments & Feedback (25)
I still make daisy chains! This is so true I have a box full of stuff mostly bits of tat but every item is attached to a memory love this 💞💞💞💞💞
@sjw I went to the park this morning and it got me thinking about all the beauty that is around us everyday...then thought of my childhood as I look at my girls....can't beat the simplest of things....mwah my sweet😘😘😘
@misslittleDHP music holds all of my memory's, maybe cos music was an escape from my reality as a kid
@TheViolator when I'm down music always lifts my spirits too...music is a great simple pleasure 🎧🎧🎧🎧
Lovely, I am always droning on about simple pleasures, unfortunately it usually falls on deaf ears. The competition from computer games is very powerful! 😜😄
@crowncottage sooo true...I try to ensure that my kids have a healthy balance, yep they enjoy computer games but so enjoy our walks in the woods, to the park or the canal....I adore it...nothing beats it....I'm hoping my children will look back at the moments we do such things and like me will think of it fondly❤💚❤💚
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