A cauldron
Of memories
Simmered slowly
Over time to mingle
Where old thoughts…
Strong forthright opinions
Wither down in post experience
Now balanced with learned wisdom.
The broth
Stewed over
Decades of doubt
Seasoned in wishes
Long lost in advice ignored
Poured gruel as a cold gravy of life
To saver at leisure the treasure of being
An embryo sown and grown in a cauldron of strife.