As I sit in comfort
stretched upon my chair
a cold drink in my hand
being pampered by cool air

a forgotten memory
of long ago, it does seem
came to my mind again
a reminder, not a dream

not quite a woman then
nor still a child, was I
in a humble abode to live
all six of us did try

a roof that leaked in rain
constant water dripping
an outhouse for a commode
a nearby beach to go bathing

it had two rooms to spare
that house of color green
a living, dining combination
and one room to sleep six in

I slept beside my sister
a fibrous pillow for my head
mosquito net tucked under a mat
on top of a plywood board bed

sometimes there was food,
to partake, was such a feast
hunger then, was best quenched
by sleep and water, at least

oh, how easily I have forgotten
all these comfort I used to lack
to be thankful now for all I have
as I’ve been given, to give back

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