…and He Found Meaning To Life. - Poem by Martino Fortuin
And he dabbled in love
And found there a treasure trove.
And he flirted with Chance
And with Desire, he would dance.
And he kept the company of Hope
And cherishing Freedom allowed him such scope.
And he conversed with Humility
And he wrote and kept notes on Sincerity.
And gave of himself to foster new Birth
And respect and honour he pledged to the Earth.
And he curried the favour of Grace,
Always aware of his place
And he squared up to Death.
And with the last of his breath,
Accepted the invitation to die,
Thus ending his life happily knowing why.
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