Keeping It Simple
I finally sat on my rocking chair.
It had been in my bedroom
In the same spot
For more than five years.
Never had I just sat.
My cat wouldn’t like that
As it is his resting place
When he tip-toes upstairs.
How many objects in my life
Do I have that take up space
Filling voids, collecting dust
That I don’t really need?
There are many possessions
That will require my attention
To make my life clutter-free.
A worthy goal, I’m sure you’d agree.
Robert Bruce Adams
2017, Poems