I remember the very first time I wanted something,
And it had to be delivered to me overnight.
And then I discovered the difference between wanting,
And needs as well as...
Sacrifice, initiative, devotion and tears.
Disappointment, heartbreak, disbelief, shock and dismissal.
Patience, healing and getting up off my knees.
Needless to say I am more determined today,
To separate my needs from my wants.
With a qualifying done to know what it takes,
To produce with a priority an agenda with a taste...
Of that which I now have learned to do.
With a simplifying of my desires,
Not placed within limitation of hours to realize.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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