Below is the poem entitled Pitcher Perfect which was written by poet
Lamoureux. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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The Lord poured me, a pitcher of time.
For my personal use, it was only mine.
A generous portion, it seemed I got.
I wasted so much, I poured out a lot.
Exchanged for things, not a bargain in the end.
I can't get time back, it's not something I lend.
My pitcher's half empty, thankfully not too late.
I finally come to learn, what really satiates.
Time spent with people, poured into their lives.
Nourishing their spirits, makes my soul thrive.
Flowers now bloom, as I walk on life's path.
People are my pleasure, I smile and I laugh.
Thankful for each drop, a gift from on high.
Connected to a source, that never runs dry.
My waters of time, are converted to wine.
I give it back to God, it is no longer mine.
When this life is over, I will leave this land.
Off to eternity, as God takes my hand.
Drakes response inspired the wine stanza.