This Is My Life
Walking with my wife
Listening to the song of the bird
Whenever I feel like, laughter is heard

Being always spontaneous and free
To express my feelings with glee
Always enthusiastic about things
Gives my imagination wings

Admiring the color of the flowers,
Roses blooming in the morning hours
Smelling jasmine and lilac flagrance
Coming from my garden in abundance

Awakening with the rooster’s crow
Or thinking of how it was years ago
Seeing the sunrise, my heart filled with awe
Under a blue sky watching the snow thaw

Enjoying a cup of coffee, singing old folk songs
Makes my heart happy, there it belongs
Seeing wild trees in their natural shape
And my garden’s asymmetrical landscape

Sleeping when I am really tired
Eating when I am hungry and inspired
Cooking and preparing a simple meal
At times just bread with something, as I feel

Walking and running when I desire
Going back to my childhood as I retire
Sharing my love and my aspirations
With those who value my creations

Being myself, with my vast horizon
Not limited by rules and tradition
Seeing the sunset without saying a word
Observing the dark starry sky free as a bird

 Copyright 2007 Emile Tubiana