You Know Not What You Have Until It's GoneA Poem by emipoemiIf you can boast to having eyes to see, And if to having minds to get the clue, You would know all you have shall ever be A special treasure very dear to you. It may at first not wholly
seem that way, As some of such may bring about your hate. But all those treasures never go astray Until neglect or harm should change their fate. Thus keep an eye on all that you possess- What heartens you, and what torments you so; All those with whom you fight and you caress, And all those things whose values seem so low. For know the truth that’s seldom come upon: You know not what you
have until it’s gone. -EDP © 2017 emipoemiReviews
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