Saturday, August 30, 2008

i would like to create a little poem

that says it all, not in a tome

that expresses how i feel

what is imagined what is real

what has not been spoken waiting unsaid

swirling around my heart and head

can this be done remains a mystery

as each new day becomes a history

living faster than i can write

the blur that makes the day the night

i shall continue as long as i live

my words the best things i can give

 

 

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