Fruited Roots

Naturally my gifts come blessed.
To pick from an assortment,
Of interests I possess.

It seems I can sit and choose,
Which direction to take.
And from new adventures I taste,
Yet another fresh experience.

Fruited roots has this tree,
That has branches of such diversity.
And empowered by birth,
To quench my thirst...
As if deserving.

Fruited roots has this tree,
That has branches of such diversity.
And each leaf is related.
As a family that breathes...
To see a reaching for the stars!

And I am just one seeking to shine.
I am one of many determined to climb.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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