A few words remain For me to say: “I think poetry”, “I dream poetry”, “I breathe poetry”, “I speak poetry” And therefore, “I write poetry” When the world Is my dear witness!
Here, I solidly stand, Patiently waiting for the day When the Sun and the Moon Will sadly disappear From my humble life!
My body will be buried But my soul will survive And like a shooting star Hovering in the skies, It will be trapped in infinity!
The poet will be gone But not this finished poem When I don’t look forward To be the only star Shining in the whole sky!
Instead, I want to share My humble words With the rest of the world While I am still alive!
Romeo Della Valle © All rights reserved-2018 New York City
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