What needs have I to worry on
when daylight brings to me the dawn
and sunset brings me time to rest?
Planned out ahead, my outline is already drawn.
My life itself is worth enough
to keep me strong and make me tough.
While out along my chosen path,
my steady feet will walk me through when things get rough.
Let no one dare to call me poor
for I have riches to explore
I haven’t fully counted yet
inside myself, without the need for banks offshore.
© Susan Schoeffield