Seek The Season Poem by kenneth william snow
Seek The Season
Sunday morning and…
I’m down again
so it goes
The season looms of mirth
and mayhem
and many seek
the light of …
TRUTH
we squander blessings
in hunt of pleasure
while granting none
a hint of leisure
on others wings
we glide to
treasure
while hoarding
gain
by evil
measure
Sunday
evening
the hours
dwindle
a thirst
for truth
we need to
Kindle
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4/24/2024 11:13:54 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A very thought provoking piece. During the 'shopping season' I often regret that many sales persons may be denied the joy of the holidays. Those who focus on the hunt for treasure likewise deny themselves a greater prize.