Nuggets
Nuggets
Miracle Man
5-13-2022
Occasionally, with nuggets of wisdom, I’m blessed,
but often they vaporize while I’m getting dressed.
From stressful situations I must quickly disengage,
only then will these nuggets flow from pen to page.
The nuggets are God sent having a brief lifespan,
so they must find my paper as fast as they can.
They’re not mine to hold but were given to share,
and are oft meant for one, of whom I’m not aware.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2022
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