Being a Bright Master
Being A Bright Master
Even though I may look old and sickly
Poems enter my mind so very quickly
End up on paper being written on
To Poetry Soup is where it has gone.
Has it been habit, sickness or a vision
Making me want to be on a mission
With my poems I try to enlighten
Nothing in them which would frighten.
A fine following I am starting to make
Want you to know none of this is fake
Instead of poems being a total disaster
Of poetry, hope to be a bright master.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2014
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