TAKEN FOR GRANTED…
I find as I age,
That I seem to become more the sage,
To examine Nature’s gifts closer,
To find in them qualities not yet seen,
When I was still underage.
The craggy rock jetties jutting from the shore,
Is no longer a place to play or to bore.
Meadows of differentiating shades of green,
Are there, now to be seen, so pristine.
Animals, fish and even bugs,
In past, hardly noticed, now so much more colorful,
Than even oriental rugs.
So many places to go,
Things to do & see,
In past, all taken for granted, by you and me,
I truly wish I had known where was the key,
When I was younger even would I have paid a fee,
Now I find myself to feel so much more free… (ed)