What gives me such pleasure
Is a very simple thing
It’s just how I find people
So very interesting.
The things that make life worth it
Are seldom things at all
It’s the living not material
Keep me earthed on this ball.
Knowing nothing’s for owning
Makes the knowing, so interesting
And what makes a thing worth knowing
Is never knowing what it brings.
Life is for the living
With the living I come alive
Those who base themselves on things
Would turn this place into a dive.
I find my comfort in much
Find such pleasure in maybe just one
Every person knows they’re going
With no knowing of what’s to come.
So in people I find most pleasure
In how we spend and share our time
Who’s to know who’s life is better
I just know no better, way to spend mine.
© Daniel Breslin