Treasure of Kings.
He was no great one in aristology
until she showed him the ropes
and helped him learn the basics
of cooking a meal
and preparation of vegetables
and how to set a table
and he remembers the time
she bought him a potato peeler
and how excited he became
owning his very own peeler
with the wooden handle
and that ease of taking the skin
off the potatoes
and her daughter laughing
at how excited he became
at such a simple thing
and she saying to her daughter
simple things can sometimes
bring more joy than the gold treasures
of kings and lovelier still
the echo of her words
to him than birds that sing.
poem by Terry Collett
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