Elder's World Poem by Phaedra January

should your children turn out to be heartaches
should they fight with you over the china
and share with each other only distrust
why, fly to Greece! go...
see the stomping ground of the Minotaur
learn assertiveness at the master's feet
forget how to cry

should your life become burdensome
should you have to worry how to keep the milk from souring
[what with all the sour glances about you]
or whether you have enough to buy breakfast
walk away, just leave that place, fly
to Greece where bread baked in clay ovens is shared
with a view of white cliffs
and the crying of gulls swooping for food in the indigo ocean