Turning Me Back Around
My pen would be dry if the world
were the only cry for more
But Laura’s voice from within,
asserts with a solemn command
Kindling my eternal fire—stoking the
questioning cord
Burning away the doubt,
—and turning me back around
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)
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