I strive for a life full of people not posessions,
I strive for a life free from “oops I spent too much…” confessions.
For a house just big enough for three,
With a little room for our dog to roam free.
I strive for a life doing something I love,
Instead of working to pay for that – “but it fit like a glove!”
For a chance to experience a far away place,
With a plan to always settle back down to home base.
I strive for a life full of laughter and joy,
That is created from something more than that “latest toy.”
I hope for time with my daughter, uncluttered, and free,
Oh what a glorious life it will be.
I strive for a simple, unassuming life,
With no one to impress or show off to in strife.
But rather to enjoy for ourselves, while we’re here,
To come to the end without the “I didn’t LIVE enough” fear.