A Purpose
As I put the card in the suit pocket,
I found another card with a short biography.
The card I put into the pocket had its own short biography.
Both cards were for the same purpose.
A few years ago, this suit
was worn for visits with the bosses.
Asking for more money or trying to sell an idea.
This suit had a purpose.
A few years later, this suit still has a purpose.
Supporting friends and families, a coming together
To celebrate wonderful lives,
Lives with a purpose.
I think I will leave the short biographies in the suit pocket,
As a reminder of those lives, those families, those friends,
But also as a reminder of having a
Life with a purpose.
Copyright © John Valasco | Year Posted 2024
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