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All That I Am
Ron Stewart


When I think of all that I have done in my life,
the places I have seen,
the people I have loved,
and those who have loved me,
my transgressions fall away one by one
like apples fat from the tree
until only my soul remains,
and that,
   I am assured,
      is spoken for.

© by Ron Stewart.
Used with the author’s permission.


Ron Stewart is a retired airline pilot who started writing poetry in the early '90s. The author of two self-published poetry collections and two cookbooks, his work has been published in a variety of magazines and journals and has won several awards. Ron lives in Kilworth, a small village outside London, Ontario, with his wife of 50+ years, his dog Calliope, and cat Penelope. An environmentalist long before that term became popular, Ron's family refers to him as "the compost cop."



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Like a lot or people who have commented here on this poem, I am so taken by the phrase, "my transgressions fall ,,,like apples fat from the tree". Thanks for this
Posted 05/30/2024 08:58 PM
Lori Levy:
Love the line, "My transgressions fall away one by one/like apples fat from the tree."
Posted 05/30/2024 12:28 PM
Wilda Morris:
"like apples fat from the tree" - an excellent subtlety.
Posted 05/30/2024 10:28 AM
A very unique and inspiring expression of your inner life. Thank you, Ron.
Posted 05/30/2024 08:38 AM
"until only my soul remains, and that, I am assured, is spoken for." I love this line of your poem. What beautiful writing.
Posted 05/30/2024 08:05 AM

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