The Soul Who Pens Poems
The soul who pens poems
for a living
At the end of each day
what’s he taken
what’s he given
A perfectly gorgeous day remains
indescribable
All-in-all, his pursuit
inadvisable
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2025
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