With All That There Is Given
With all that there is given,
I can not digest...
To say I fully comprehend,
Before beginning...
Again to want more.
And with wishes not to be ignored,
While biting too much not to chew...
To appreciate and savor a flavor,
I am without patience to taste...
Just a piece of that which is offered.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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