Get back basics
uncover the source
early beginnings
no more remorse
Flighty the fancies
and frills of fair youth
old age soon beckons
with simplest of truths
Eat your potatoes
and meat if you will
grind wheat and millet
on stones in a mill
Say a good word
in a sentence or two
fritter not phrases
nor long speeches spew
Measure your bounty
In movable chests
let go of excess
in attic rats nests
Go to the river
and take off your shoes
whistling or singing
what’s there to lose?
Get back basics
uncover the source
treasured beginnings
no more remorse.
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