SF (June 17 1942 / Troy New York)

I Might Be A Poet

If I could say
How beautiful this morning is
And how much meaning
Is given in life
By this light
And this long winding Jerusalem city street
I might be a poet-

But all I can do
Is try to survive in old age
By writing a few lines for Eternity
Which even I will not read again.

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keep going more power to you sir.