The Soul Making Ready
All is not sunshine
and clear sky, the
why we live and
smile – the sad,
inclement, why we
dim and die. Lord
alone knows the
entire answer...as this
creaking, old soul again
readies
to fly....
Copyright © Joe Dimino | Year Posted 2021
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