I take pleasure in the simple things And I know a lot of people say that But I think a lot of people get carried away With the idea of getting carried away They watch movies for the special effects Go to baseball games for the big names And watch trains go by for the wrecks But I take pleasure in the simple things The other day I paced in the rain It was summer so the warm water Reminded me of growing up in Shanghai Where the chemical rain would burn when it touched you And that's a happy memory for me I watch movies for the kisses The Humphrey Bogart Reach out and kiss the crap out of them kisses The Ingrid Bergman sly, seductive kisses The Audrey Hepburn innocent, eyes closed kisses I go to baseball games to smell the air Little league games, high school games, Minor league games, professional games It doesn't matter they all smell like dirt and leather I like to walk by freshly mowed lawns Because it reminds me of when I was younger And played soccer every Saturday morning On just cut grass I love, love, love to watch little kids run in circles For absolutely no reason at all I take pleasure in the simple things I think too often people Try to measure the was of each day Against the could be of every dream Forgetting that we don't ask our dreams To accomplish themselves between 9-5 Some people get caught up in Trying to live their life Like it was a scene from a dream They drempt while they slept last night And though sometimes life can seem like a movie We are not producers or directors Merely actors following our lines Trying to feel out someone else's vision So I find pleasure in the simple things The parts no producer could control The lines that aren't in the script The prettiest rose on my bike ride home Warm Rain Dirt Leather Cut grass, little kids, and puppy dogs Because if we limit the pleasure we find To the greatest moments in our lives We're never going to believe it's happening when it is Always dreaming there could be more to our life then there is And when we do finally believe The only chance we'll have to smile Will be at a memory And we'll miss all the beauty and pleasure The world and life Has put in front of you and me
A collection of poems by me is available on Amazon Where She Left Me - Michael DeVoe http://goo.gl/5x3Tae