a fool to ask for more

Tonight I am content, an empty house, a cold chill running through the walls, yet I have a warm weariness from the day spent with family sharing splendid thoughts and dreams, running around playing with my nephew, searching endlessly for secret hiding places, lying around in the sun. When at the end of the day they go, yet at the next dawn there will be more of these memorizing times, and so one must go on living, I ask the earth…how could I want anything more…