What are those things
that seekers seek?
What are those things
that collectors keep?
What are those things
we hold so dear?
What are those things
we draw so near?
We can get things
and desires they cure.
But what are those things?
Mere trifles for sure.
There is no thing
that seekers seek,
nor a better thing
that collectors keep,
that trumps the warmth of just one soul,
so practice love as your one true goal.
This poem was posted for the previous week’s poetry prompt, Collecting
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Wonderful message. 🙂 I like the rhyme, too.
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Thank you.
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