Luxury

I don’t need any other luxury:
Give me some books and a quiet spot
Where I can sit or recline
And lose my self
Among the pages of a paperback,
Or even a hardbound, and I become 
Oblivious to the passage of time;
Give me a pen, just in case
I get inspired to compose 
A line or two of what may pass for verse.
If I have these three--
Books, a space all my own, and a pen--
I am contented.

November 2, 2024
Baguio City, Philippines
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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