602 One too many (for JJL) 5-22-16 (go to 580 for search words)

Sometimes, the too beneficent Father
spoils the child with a gift to many.
There is one I might have done without.
That, the freedom to turn my back.
Without liberty,
I would not know
I was bound,
but safe,
eternally free
to drift the Garden
without the Tree.

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About Ken Greenman

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