Not complainin’

i won’t complain no more, no more
you see

only should i say what i have
that so many have not

a modest house
whose roof does not leak
and holds the heat in winter

a rusty car that still runs
and a license to drive it

someone with whom i have shared 40 Years

adult children who care

a body, still somewhat serviceable

enough faculties left to feel what is real,
discern what matters now,
scribble a few poems and stories
i hope my kids will read one day

and the strength given me
to overcome some of my weaknesses

someone said
“I used to cry because i had no shoes,
until i met a man who had no feet”