One honest John Tompkins, a hedger & ditcher,
Although he was poor, did not want to be richer;
For all such vain wishes in him were prevented
By a fortunate habit of being contented.

We are not rich by what we possess but by what we can do without.

While we pursue happiness, we flee from contentment.

The midsummer sun shines but dim, The fields strive in vain to look gay; But when I am happy in Him December's as pleasant as May.

We're all golden sunflowers inside.

Rosa, what does freedom mean to you? It means to be content no matter where I am in life, to enjoy each moment of breath I take without thinking what's next, and if that question does come up, let it only be for the sole purpose of being happy or happier..