roar #10

There is only one thing
about which I shall have no regrets
when my life ends.

I have savoured
to the full all the small, daily joys.
The bright sunshine
on the breakfast table;
the smell of the air at dusk;
the sound of the clock ticking;
the light rains that start gently after midnight;
the hour when the family come home;
Sunday evening tea before the fire!

I have never missed one moment of beauty,
not ever taken it for granted.
Spring, summer, autumn, or winter.
I wish I had failed as little in other ways.