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Looking For Love

Some look for love
in a book
in a colorful card -- 
in a bar
in a junkyard: 

I realized late 
in life
that love had 
already found me

unlocked the love
inside of me….

christianfreedomidentityintrospectionlovefree verse

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Ink Empress

March 5, 2025 at 8:32 AM

Dear Joe, This is deep and so profound and well written on love, and how we are all looking for love in places and faces and things, when love resides within, which we realize much later in life. In few words youv delivered something so touching and moving. Pleasure reading your poem today Hope you are doing well. Sending you light always~

Joseph P. DiMino

March 6, 2025 at 8:01 AM

Thank you, IE, so pleased this poem is well received. From the heart. Comments let is know if we are connecting. Blessings my friend.

Anne-Lise Andresen

March 5, 2025 at 8:11 AM

- The greatest treasure, Joe :) - hugs

Joseph P. DiMino

March 6, 2025 at 8:02 AM

Hi Anne; are those flowers blossoming in your neck of the world? They are starting early in Arizona, my fig tree getting leaves again. Blessings my friend. Allergies...yuck!

Daniel Henry Rodgers

March 5, 2025 at 5:27 AM

HelloJoe, What a beautiful revelation so simple yet introspective. The journey of seeking love in all the wrong places, only to realize it was within all along, is such a powerful insight. It's like a quiet awakening. I love how it speaks to the heart! Spring Blessings, My Friend, Daniel

Joseph P. DiMino

March 6, 2025 at 8:08 AM

Thank you, Daniel; every write is a self portrait -- I try to look spiffy, and yet connected to life, despite my age. I see your guitar...sad you are not a neighbor, my full set of drums needing live inspiration.

Valsa George

March 4, 2025 at 11:09 PM

So very right.... dear Joe. We search for love everywhere, but are late to realize that love stays inside us. Fortunate is the one who finds out this truth. A ditty of a poem conveying so much!

Joseph P. DiMino

March 6, 2025 at 8:11 AM

Like meeting one's real self, after a tour in Make Believe Land. Thank you, Valsa.

Victor Buhagiar

March 4, 2025 at 10:26 PM

So true. Love is in the heart. Great observation.

Joseph P. DiMino

March 6, 2025 at 8:16 AM

All there from the beginning -- unfortunately, one also matures away from the best parts of one's self, as one gravitates toward those parts that need reworking, I often wonder? No escaping past life Karma.

Hilda Greenhough

March 4, 2025 at 12:46 PM

I think this is a wonderful poem. Life shouldn't be complicated.

Joseph P. DiMino

March 4, 2025 at 6:39 PM

Thank you, Hilda. I agree, it should easy and natural. Blessings my friend.

Joe Maverick

March 4, 2025 at 11:00 AM

How is it that so often, so many people find it Hard to love themselves Joe Dimino? I do not mean ' the self agrandising type' rather The comfortable with oneself and circumstances type of love.' May Gods blessing Abound on you,.' a write to think on i ndeed.'

Joseph P. DiMino

March 4, 2025 at 6:42 PM

We too often look far off, instead of at the precious gifts we start with. Thank you, Joe.