(February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)


Don't let that stop you.
If it is meant to be...
You will touch and reach,
That which beseeches you.
Only to prove,
What belongs...
Eventually will caress.
And you will have that happiness,
That rewards.
Face those obstacles.
What is in your vision,
Will never be ignored.
And you know it!

by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Comments (1)

i can relate to this poem. i like it alot kudos