A Lifetime Of Searching

Sitting alone

  among my books,

  growing old within myself

 

A memory came back

  its reflection dim,

  as I lifted one down from the shelf

 

Sitting alone

  among my books,

  I remembered—then remembered again

 

More than just words

  are on those pages I wrote,

  it’s my lifetime of searching—in print

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

 

 

 

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