What of your dreams is yet present in heart
From what desire, vision, shall my word have its start
Here I am at your command and desire
Bearing a poet’s word in life’s full attire
Memories, reflections, revelations, some sad all sweet
Where time and eternity are ever to meet
I a poet, a word sharing vendor
Of life, in all its quest, all its splendor.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
