There are medium days and there be harder days
Days that are filled with searching
Days that are low and have searches for reasons
One wonders what it takes and what to do
When the simplest things seem to require the most effort
Minutes pass by with frantic searching
Does one do this or does one do that?
What time constraints and what weather permits
Then when all it seems is the effort required …
..there is the remembering
Do I have this or do I have that?
First fifty yards and I may recall this and I may recall that
So much effort
So many ailments
To fill ones days with the simplest things
One often wonders ..
Why so much effort?