|The joys of leisure in peace
||[Feb. 11th, 2015|12:46 am]
The thought of leisure, hoping that maybe my time could be my own.|
How little have I been able to sit at a desk working only on that which would come to me.
A few meager years of a semblance of peace.
How tasty the peace beyond all other morsels.
The peace, the sweetest of all fruits.
In peace we grow in ways that war will not allow.
The joys of leisure in peace may we all work towards it.