A roof over my head,
A sheet to cover my bed.
Fridge full, spa pool.
No rent, a room for my parents.
A job, coming home to a dog.
Red bricks, logged walls.
Enjoying the rain drops fall.
Meeting my lover in the bath.
Not having to do any complex math.
Laugh in the rain, watching the children play.
Reminiscing the good old days.
Catching up with siblings, lovely Parisian springs.
Celebrating many first birthdays, music still makes me sway.
Surrounded by grandchildren, spreading words of wisdom.
A collection of adventures, to be shared with utmost pleasure.
Leaving this world, no words left unsaid.
Having loved all there is to be loved.