Gratitude Too Late Poem by Ferdinand L Quintos

Gratitude Too Late



Your words of wisdom wore off the patina
that has for long corroded my persona,
steeped was I in wayward life on this earth,
enough to build me a place in Satan's hearth.

For all this I want to express gratitude
but how, I ask myself oft in solitude,
for I only harked and thought of it about
after your own life's light was already out.

Thursday, October 30, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Shabeeh Haider 30 October 2014

Gratitude, unexpressed, seldom counts. A nice poem Ferdinand. Do read mine and feedback is appreciated

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Ferdinand L Quintos

Ferdinand L Quintos

Bayambang, Pangasinan, Philippines
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