Poetry
I’m a Nobody --
at my best I serve
as conduit, a vessel
that God may fill
to overflow, pouring
out His wisdom and
Love --
Forgotten my lovely
poem a week after,
what will the world
think of me, a year after
I am gone?
To live one’s poetry
is to die a pauper
To live one’s Faith
Is not to care….
Copyright © Joe Dimino | Year Posted 2023
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