Coming of AgeA Poem by PeteAs every season seems best to us in its turn, so the coming in of spring is like the creation of Cosmos out of Chaos and the realization of the Golden Age. - ThoreauRound and round like a hamster on a wheel. Oblivious to the cage that lies and denies. Twirling joy only the blessed could feel. From Doubting Thomas to legs that kneel. A prodigal son with a ring 'pon his finger. Love runs deeply and doesn't linger. Multiplying a lowly penny into a hundred gazillion. Thank eternal Heaven for inviting me to faith's cotillion ... © 2020 PeteAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on February 17, 2020 Last Updated on February 18, 2020 AuthorPeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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