What I have missed cannot compare
to all I have experienced
though there's far more, I am aware,
what I have missed cannot compare
to gifts life's offered, rich and rare,
my thirst for beauty truly quenched;
what I have missed cannot compare
to all I have experienced.
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Author Notes
I must admit I sometimes give into feelings of envy when I think of all the beautiful places I have not traveled to, the places I may never see for lack of funds, especially. It is then I remind myself that I have been blessed to have seen so very much already, including the wildflowers right outside my door.
The triolet is a French repeating form that dates back to the minstrels of the Middle Ages. It consists of 8 lines in iambic tetrameter with a rhyme scheme of ABaAabAB. The capital letters designate which lines are repeated, so that lines 1, 4 and 7 are the same and lines 2 and 8 are identical.
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