Congenial An ordinary man Living all alone Which pleased him He was free to roam He enjoyed walking To the local park It was very enjoyable He'd stay until dark A close by store It is his favourite The cashier is friendly Often he'd talk and sit On many walks He'd stop and stare The scenery he viewed Made him forget his cares A small little town One may know many And to his pleasure The majority are friendly He feels the best When he is at home If he travels too far He gets homesick syndrome Maybe in the future He may look for a bride But for now he's happy With his congenial mind ©Schizology Congenial #Congenial #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #randomword
