I Have Everything and Yet

I Have Everything and Yet

I have everything and yet

There is always more I could get.

Why can’t I be satisfied?

Why must I be denied?

Always thought happiness

Would come, as blest

I was with good health

But old age comes with stealth.

I don’t need money when I

Have sun and moon and eye

To see and the joys that nature

Can afford giving me succour.

And yet, enough is never

What is expected. I sever

My memories, to live

In the moment and give,

For I have everything

Yet seemingly nothing.

Dave Urmston c 2017