Will I always be
The man who recites poetry
To young women,
My mind half on poetry,
And half on sinning.
They may admire my poetry,
But I am told
I grow old
And girls who have time
For my rhyme
Will never love me.
Yet they love my poetry
And is not poetry
Part of me?
Very thought-provoking.
Thank you, Esther for liking and commenting on my poem
Ooh! A thought provoking poem. And yes, poems will always be not only a part of you, but you.