The Cup Is Overflowing Poem by Shalom Freedman

The Cup Is Overflowing



THE CUP IS OVERFLOWING

The cup is overflowing-
I have been given so so much-
And yet like so many I know
There is always something else
To be more wanted.

When the valley of the shadow death overcomes
Will I still be complaining
Of what I have not yet been given?

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Shalom Freedman

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