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One day
We will walk the path of light.
Unsure if our Lord will be pleased with us.
Will we be met with an embrace of Love
or will we see disappointment in the Face of our Saviour?
Least we forget the gifts of our Lord.
Will we be judged
on how we shared His gifts?
Posted in Poetry, Selection from "Roses Amidst Thorns" published in 2005, tagged a connection of all our souls, A love poem by a McKinney Texas poet, A McKinney Poet, A new poem by Texas Poet John J. Rigo, A published poet who has won the Collin County Texas Poetry Award, Poetry, Top 200 poets internationally in Who's Who, Winning Poet of the Collin County Texas Poetry Contest on February 13, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Posted in upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", tagged "A First love Recalled" by Texas Poet John J. Rigo, A new poem by Texas Poet John J. Rigo, The Master Series of poems from the Amidst Series, Top 200 poets internationally in Who's Who, Winner of the Collin County Poetry Award, Winning Poet of the Collin County Texas Poetry Contest on January 7, 2012| Leave a Comment »
The piano played a familiar melody in my memory.
Images of summer came to mind.
We were in love.
Warmed by our dreams,
and the oneness that was us.
Wherever each of us were,
we were never apart.
Our bonded souls filled all spaces between us.
The melody of that summer will always be.
For you see,
a first love,
never dies.
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