The Path Of Appetite

I watch as that hungry butterfly

visits one bloom, then another.

From some blooms she drinks deep;

from others she takes just a sip.

Many blooms she passes by

leaving me to wonder why.

Is it a nectar she doesn’t favor

or has she tired of its flavor?

Ah…so many blooms, so little time,

just like all those books of mine.


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