My Gift
There are so many Words..That come to Me..When I am in my Zone..I score Touchdowns..When I have finish my Poems..Sometimes I can't Remember..When asked to read One..Becaise I have so many Poems..That I am blessed With..The stars twinkle in my Eyes..When I have finished writing my Poems..Just to know that I am making someones Day..Is a blessing Itself..It's a feeling that sends chills to my Soul..Because hearts have been open to a paradise of beautiful Thoughts..Let these thoughts get You..Get you throught your Day..Because prayers opens Eyes..When the sunshines on You..
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