I managed a good day, yesterday,
On the rumination front;
Not trying to storm the beach,
But simply hold my ground π;
Even though I ruminated all night,
(For I was getting up at midnight),
I managed to stop, by 6,
And remain busy the entire day;
I’ve noticed, whilst writing poems,
βThat I finally have a use for…
All of those duplicated words,
And their superfluous lengthened versions,
Which makes it somewhat serendipitous,
When searching for just the word,
βTo say what I mean and maintain the rhythm,
And it just falls into place;
So anyways,
Today I’m doing the same,
βStaying free from ruminating,
For I’ve been wished a good morning,
So I’m going to try it again.

πͺ