Contentment

I've not sailed down Niagara Falls
Nor climbed Mt. Everest heights.
I haven't crossed the Sahara
Or danced under city lights.

I was just a little country girl
Without the yen to roam.
This lovely bounteous valley
Will always be my home.

In spring the fields of flowers
Call visitors from afar;
Big busses bring some tourists
While others come by car.

Before daffodils and tulips
Have quite faded away
A big expanse of iris
Will brighten up my day.

My children and grandchildren
Love this valley as I do.
They know they have found Eden
To live their whole lives through.

I'm a few hours from the mountains,
A like time from the sea.
I do not need to travel
The world's right here with me.

By: Joyce 5/14/05