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121. Wanting

I once knew a man
Joyful and quite jolly
A kind and simple soul
Successful with but one folly
He yearned to love
For a maiden he could not find
Of much or no beauty
He really didn’t mind
He dreamed of children
At play in the park
Of holding hands
And taking walks after dark
Aside from a family
He really didn’t want much
A home filled with love
A house with a woman’s touch
Those who complain life is out there
Take stock in what you currently have
And try to recall when your mate was so fair
Think of those who want what you have
You already have what he wants too
For life’s simplest happiness
Is still available to you


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