What I'Ve Been Living For
Each breath, each word, each poem
Raising spirits high , no longer I falter
My fate has been sealed, a good omen
Placing hopes and dreams upon my altar
Raising spirits high, no longer I falter,
I have found my eternal art ,
Placing hopes and dreams upon my altar,
And all the goodness in my heart.
I have found my eternal art,
Best suited for my tastes,
And all the goodness in my heart,
I promise not to let it go to waste!
1/12/20
Pen a Pantoum Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: D.W. Rodgers
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