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?
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