Websters Falls, Ontario

Mature Man

The happiest man

I ever knew

Was scarcely

Clad at all;

He had no bath

Like me and you,
But owned a waterfall.
And every sunrise he would wade
The streamlet silver bright,
To stand beneath the clear cascade

With sheer delight.

The happiest man I ever knew
Lived in a forest glade;

His hut of palm-leaf and bamboo

With his own hands he made.
And for his breakfast he would pick
A bread-fruit from the tree,
Or lobster he would gaily flick

From out the sea.

Thank you Neil Paul for yet another fascinating reading.  Also thank you to Elizabeth for sharing the above poem "Mature Man" by Robert Service.

Photo of Websters Falls:  Courtesy of Michael Rozon.