My True Talent Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
My True Talent
Let me put this in perspective for you.
Are you ready?
This journey began in 1952.
I was 5
When I announced I needed to take lessons,
To pursue my ambitions.
There was no 'stage mother'.
No overindulgent father.
There were gifts given to me by God.
And I knew it!
Just like I do today.
Does that clarify my arrogance for you?
Either way...
I still feel obligated with a patience,
To continue to tolerate your ignorance.
And 'that' is my true talent!
A blessing that curses and irritates me both.
But God knows where I would be...
Without Him, Her or IT and patience.
I still feel obligated with a patience, To continue to tolerate your ignorance. And 'that' is my true talent! A blessing the curses and irritates me both. But God knows where I would be... Without Him, Her or IT and patience. ------ as children we should be overly patient to our parents since we own our life to them and for who we are in this world...having such patience is showing of your love and respect to them...Thanks! ! !
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5/9/2024 1:03:17 AM # 1.0.0.1119
a talent? you sure.....