Evergreens against a deep blue sky,
Goodbye to three explorers,
A picnic lunch on their back,
The Beach their goal.
Chamomile tea in my favorite cup,
Scrumptious pages of a good thick book,
A wide red chair sitting in the sun--
The pleasures of a Saturday afternoon.
The trivial round, the common task,
Would furnish all we ought to ask;
Room to deny ourselves; a road
To bring us daily nearer God.
~ W. Nevins