Is there More

Sun beams peep through the blinds

As he stretches his sleepy sinews

A whiff of yesterday's aftershave

Arm searching and hugging quietly

Eyelids feel the caress

Of gently pressed lips

Could I ask for more?

Sprinkler cools the summers heat

Kids playing with dad in the lead

Taking care of their every need

Peels of laughter as you play

I watch in awe love's display

For a moment, I see heaven

Could I ask for more?

Leisure wanderings on a weekend

The mind roams every recess

Feeling the beauty of my Life

Yet I wonder "is there more?"

Searching for that unknown

The ungrateful wretch,

Always asking for more.