Simple Things . . .

There is comfort
in the simple things. . .
the cup of hot coffee
in a favorite cup,
the warm bathrobe,
threadbare though it is,
the slippers, warm and high
around the ankles,
the fire in the grate lit by a device
with a flick of the wrist.

Quickly now,
because energy is at a premium
with appreciation immense;
nothing is taken for granted.

But with gratitude
for the minds at work that make
the gracious present.

Memory serves to enhance
the joy incumbent in the tangible.
What was, once served its purpose

and fleshed out a life or many simply to live.