Gary Smith Poet Rhyme

My Measure

Bring me not the humdrum,

Just bring good things to me.

Fine wine, and cheeses

And books of poetry.

Let me debate a philosopher,

Let him steel my mind.

Then, we could quaff good ale

And drink till we were blind.

Just for a little while,

Give me naught but pleasure.

Then when it's back to the grind,

I'll feel I've had my measure.

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Sunlite Wanter August 12, 2017 at 5:21 PM So very tantalizing! Gary Smith August 12, 2017 at 5:32 PM Thank you S.W. :)

Heidi Sands August 12, 2017 at 3:42 PM That sounds like a nice fun break Gary! Although I don't drink wine (only wine coolers sometimes) I do love the cheese...lol. :) Gary Smith August 12, 2017 at 4:23 PM I don't mind the odd glass of red Heidi, lol :)

Beverly Read August 12, 2017 at 3:32 PM I like this. And I think it reflects what a good life can and should be. Good job! Beverly Read Gary Smith August 12, 2017 at 3:33 PM Thank you Beverly :)