A risky burrow is O.K to a rabbit.
A shaky nest is O.K. to a sparrow.
My humble hut is enough for me.
I have no plan for a Villa.
Fish swim, ducks wade,
Walruses sledge and eagles fly.
I have a bicycle to move by.
I have no plan for a car.
Then why should I work
hard and hard and earn,
with no time to lie and yawn?
20.04.2001, Pmdi
Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/once-accustomed-comfort-is-there/
