My Plain Rice
If life's been a feast
and Im one of its poorest guest. . .
amidst all the sumptuous
dainties of delight;
of all the most pleasant
dishes of life
i'd be in their eyes
lesser than wise
picking my all time favorite
my ever-simple plain rice.
with you i savor best
the simplest meal
on the table
i take pleasure with you
in the morn
evening or afternoon;
never fed up
never weary of you...
years a thousand sooner be past
the banquet of dishes
its tastes no more will last. . .
you would forever remain
the perfect mate
of life's every day meal.
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