The Best Of The Basic Things
When the feelings of my hands,
Have numbed.
And that which I wish to touch...
Is left to a memory to me that comes.
I will only have regret left to express,
That I did not take full advantage of life.
But as for now...
I will awaken,
With the acknowledgement...
I have been extremely blessed.
With a consciousness that appreciates,
The best of the basic things with breath to breathe.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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