The Best of Times

Commonplace things

and happenings fill

my days, but they do not

make for lean living.

They are the riches of life.

For the chaotic and urgent

will surely arrive, stripping

existence to bare-bone survival.

Then it will be the memory of

the mundane for which I will

long. The prosaic moments of

yesterday will sparkle the most

and become treasured as the

best of times.