Sid, knocked down once and got up twice.
Not loud, nor boastful.
Tills the land,
plows the fields,
tends the fences.
Wants not.
Needs are met.
Greets the day in a sun hat,
trousers tied with string.
A wide meadow,
carrying the weight,
and the seasons overhead.
Sid in openness,
a witness to unpretentious strength.
