POETRY: 12-26-11
Poetry is looking into
The soul and understanding
Everything without a
Single word being spoken
It is an art all its own
A rare beauty only
Described with words
It is a song that
Rhymes with your
Heart whether it
Be black or red
Or pink or mauve
It makes you laugh
It makes you cry
It makes you forget
The passing time
It makes you forget the
Truth and reality to
Escape to a world
All your own
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