No poet
I am no poet
writng is not second nature to me
silence comes in place where words should come ang go like a waterfall
crashing down instead against the rocks that is my mouth
I am no poet
not like my sister
she who can so expressively call an audience
like a mother does to eager children for stories
I am no poet
for I have sought out my sisters gift
to find that there is no structure to the paragraphs
of the symphony she makes with words
I am no poet
I have realized that there are no rules
to speaking the emotions
that words are never the wrong ones to express yourself
I am a poet
I am a person who has no limits to thinking freely
I am a person who speaks with real meaning
I am a person who has discovered their own way with words
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