I, the Lover
Mind if I tell you, honestly, I’m really not
Into raucous voices and fists raised in anger
Who tear down rather than build up ….
Call me a lover of what is right and good,
Focusing not on negativity, destruction, or even change!
I revel in the beautiful things that surround me
The sunshine, the flowers, the birds that serenade
The smile of the newborn, happy laughter,
And good writing … poems that tell a compelling story
Sharing the extraordinary someone else has experienced
Written in simple terms; I love to travel, to learn
There are other fine people in other parts of the world
Whose culture is rich, perhaps, even richer than our own
Still, I love my country. My America! America, my home.
Love triumphs over hate, meanness, and derision,
And I want to leave this world knowing I have triumphed!
HONORABLE MENTION
"8 Only - Write What Inspires"
November 9, 2021
All Poetry
written November 2, 2021
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2021
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