how much is enough a question often answered by adding too much
there will come a day when everything we have will be memories
a day to ponder to remember what has been think what is to come
it’s a luxury in our busyness to stare off in the distance
as the water dries the surface where it once sat is forever changed
some lights help us see others decorate; we need to tell them apart
even though the past is gone, it’s a reminder of what still may come
facing the new year the artist might approach it as a blank canvas
you can’t put a bow on your health and happiness the gifts that matter
we take for granted the work someone else has done that makes life simpler