The Measure of a man’s life…
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What is the measure of a man’s life,
I don’t know but for myself.
Money never bought me happiness;
At least none that lasted more than a brief moment.
Cars…I’ve had many,
Exciting when shiny and new,
But their luster is lost over time as is their value.
I do not live in a palace,
It is modest to say the least and more than I need.
Retirement savings are but a dream,
I will likely work until I am called home.
With all this…what is the measure of my life?
It is family, my wife and children,
Their love for me as I love them.
It is the sun that rises overhead
And the life-giving rains that fall,
It is everything that nature provides.
It is living in harmony with the natural world,
Not fighting it or conquering it.
Yes, there is bad mixed with the good,
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