I’m grateful for God’s graces

In any matter of form to come

Like an old house sitting idle

Filled with bumps and bruises

A zephyr toys at hung curtains

In an upper chamber window

Laughter and tears by children  

Scars and mars were left etched

That had once upon lived there

Echoing throughout its essence  

My heart and soul misses you

As my facade floods with tears

You seem to be the only matter

I’ve distinctly done right… in life      


Poet of the Light © 2023


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