Poet
An ordinary life I live,
No high title, wealth nor fame.
Few will know my name;
I write for the joy it gives.
No great office have I kept.
No life my actions saved.
No critics of me raved,
Of accolades, bereft.
But there are some I touch.
Some hearts and lives I move.
Some suffering I sooth
And I minister to such.
Some I move to tears.
Some will share my passion;
Claim this poet’s fashion-
And offer subtle cheers.
I am simple and I show it,
A novice of this art
But if I can move a heart
I’ll be none other than a poet.
Copyright © Tom Valles | Year Posted 2024
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