Inspire Me
I want to pick up my pen
and draw the sky
with the words as my clouds
that rain inspiration
for me
for all
down the drops fall
and up, spring the flowers
blooming in all colors
bright, strong, and free
they grow and reach for the sun
smiling upon them
their scent dance in the soft wind
capturing the birds and bees
how wonderful this sight I see
the sight I made with simple poetry
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