Just One
I cannot draw to save my life,
Nor paint nor sculpt nor color;
I cannot build inspired domes,
Nor compose a simple measure.
With words I'm not the greatest; still,
As they are all I know,
I'll do my best to use them well...
I hope they make just one heart glow.
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emilyrachelle15
Born in Panama, Emily Rachelle has traveled throughout the country and the world with her Air Force family. Currently, she lives with her parents and three brothers in middle Georgia. While Emily enjoyed reading as far back as she remembers, writing didn't come to her until she learned the forms of poetry and the basics of story in fourth grade. Since then, she's written scripts for homeschool dramas, poems for birthday presents, and stories for friends and family to enjoy. Sixteen is her debut into the professional world of words. See more at: http://emilyrachellewrites.blogspot.com/
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