Journey's End-Rich

Journey' End

Seeing Franklin in the Music City I realised it is my journey's end
If the goddess of wealth would rain money and generosities
I would live in Franklin with my three daughter's families
One is already living there, moving in with two more would be easier
A place has value only because of people residing there
I would buy my own cottage with a flowery arbour
With three other cottages around for our utopia
Near Jackson Lake with ducks gliding for my grandchildren to enjoy

A country that gives way to an ambulance and won't let you die
Even in the remotest place is a country that cares for your life
The roads are broad and smooth where your bones don't rattle with bumps
Windows are without wire meshes and nature is crystal clear
Can see the beauty with the naked eye without obstruction
Clean grocery from round the globe sans cheating
Friendly faces eager to help, soothing to the heart and eye
Walking down the arcades a wave, a greeting and a smile

Being moneyed I would charter an inflow of loved ones to my utopia
The mesmerising autumn colours made me want life to just stop
The freshness in the air is all so energetic and rejuvenating
The week end trekking trails, yachting and exploring
New experiences experimenting to enliven life in all its spheres
All these add-ons make life worth living, more value 
In my next life I wish to be born here with happiness abounding
I'm sure god listens to the hearts ticking away their time!


SECOND
Balveen Cheema
October 27, 2015
Contest: If You Had The Money Where Would You Like To Live And Why?
Sponsor: Mystic Rose

* This poem is specially written for my daughter who lives there as an expression of my love to be with her always.
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A. Sharma Avatar
November 17, 2015 at 4:43 AM
Very beautiful write Balveen.. no wonder a winner.. big congrats!
Cheema Avatar
November 20, 2015 at 7:18 AM
Thanks Upma!
A  Avatar
November 16, 2015 at 12:22 AM
Balveen, congrats... SKAT
Cheema Avatar
November 16, 2015 at 5:14 AM
Thanks Skat!
Woods    Avatar
November 16, 2015 at 12:07 AM
Balveen a really neat poem. You never know the world and destiny can be a bizarre combination sometimes. Like all dreams sometimes they happen. Good luck and congratulations on you fab win.
Cheema Avatar
November 16, 2015 at 5:17 AM
Touché! Your words are sprinkling magic on my utopia, Mark!
Lamoureux Avatar
November 15, 2015 at 8:56 PM
Excellent Balveen, congratulations, you are truly rich!
Cheema Avatar
November 16, 2015 at 5:19 AM
Richard, how very kind of you to say so! A really very beautiful thought!
Roper Avatar
November 15, 2015 at 8:17 PM
Congratulations on your win! Hugs Eve
Cheema Avatar
November 16, 2015 at 5:20 AM
Thanks Eve! Love, Balveen
Y. Avatar
November 15, 2015 at 2:22 PM
Balveen, congrats on your win:-) Alexis
Cheema Avatar
November 16, 2015 at 5:21 AM
Thanks Alexis! Love, Balveen
Allison Avatar
November 15, 2015 at 1:06 PM
I am sure your daughters miss you so much - a lovely poem Balveen:-) hugs jan xx
Cheema Avatar
November 16, 2015 at 5:23 AM
Thanks Jan! I, too miss them! There is no lie in the fact that the heart would love all to stay close by. Love, Balveen
Guillermo - Fraser Avatar
October 27, 2015 at 8:07 AM
Balveena, beautiful pictures displayed but we have the choice to be happy always!I enjoyed the read.. =`)!~Olive Eloisa
Cheema Avatar
October 27, 2015 at 8:15 AM
Ofcourse we do! I enjoy every bit of work I do ( much to the envy of others-as they openly proclaim!) and have lived peacefully and happily! I wrote it for my daughter who lives there-to show how much I miss her. Love, Balveen
A   Avatar
October 26, 2015 at 10:52 PM
Balveen, you have a wonderful and thoughtful way of spending your incoming journey. Enjoyed. LINDA
A   Avatar
October 26, 2015 at 11:06 PM
Yes, if only. :)
Cheema Avatar
October 26, 2015 at 11:00 PM
Linda, if only..... If wishes were horses, beggars would ride them. Love, Balveen
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