That It Will Never Come Again.

Some poems, such as this, are meant to be read aloud. The iambic meter chimes sweetly to my ears. Enjoy. =)
That it will never come again
Is what makes life so sweet.
Believing what we don't believe
Does not exhilarate.

That if it be, it be at best
An ablative estate -
This instigates an appetite
Precisely opposite. [ Emily Dickinson ]