simple things

I found a poem today printed on a card among my mother's things

I have found such joy in simple things;

A plain, clean room, a nut-brown loaf of bread,

A cup of milk, a kettle as it sings,

The shelter of a roof above my head,

And in a leaf-laced square along a floor,
Where yellow sunlight glimmers through a door.

I have found such joy in things that fill
My quiet days: a curtain's blowing grace,

A potted plant upon my window sill,

A rose fresh-cut and placed within a vase,

A table cleared, a lamp beside a chair.

And books I long have loved beside me there.

I Have Found Such Joy  - Grace Noll Crowell