Contented

I am contented with the way that the wind whistles through the trees,
Contended to be busy, protecting...
I'm contented to hear your voice on the end of the phone,
Even if I sometimes wish that you were home.
I'm contented to breathe the air of a hug,
Contented to know that your happy where you are.
I'm contented to know that you'll always be around
Really contented to know that this is God's plan.
I don't need love letters, flowers, or dates.
I really don't need chocolate,
BELIEVE ME.
I'm good with not hearing words of adoration
and sometimes only hearing you speak every couple of weeks.
I'm contented to know that God has a plan,
Amidst all of my worries and all of the scams of this world.

I'm just contented to know,
And contented to not...because sometimes the things that you don't know, are the things you forgot.