Poetry: If Ever it were Easy

If Ever It Were Easy

If ever it were easy, my life would be full. 

I would have the house in the forest among many hills; the children of plenty playing through the trees.

I would have much to give away and much to give my family.

I would have shelves of a thousand books on top of shelves of a thousand more books.

Food, cats and laughter would be plenty.

Bonfires in the back yard would be the tale of night.

Stories would be read wherever there was time – always. 

Nothing would be difficult, would be challenging, would be dull.

Life would be wonderful, life would be well. 

N.A Valentine