Small words, big meaning
To understand, to finally know,
Emotions that leave you seeing
The world and the woe
Of unheard thoughts and words unsaid.
Poetry shows the world
Who I truly am,
While sing a cord
Or just in a jam.
No poem should be left unread.
Every poet has a unique view
Of the clouds and trees,
Of how the world is and what we knew.
So I just write and sing with the bees
To say the thoughts in my head.