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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