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Fire From The Coals
“I am a poet”
What words are these
That come trembling from my pen?
I am a poet?
…words I barely comprehend
Do I say these words…
Do I even dare?
Can I with Tennyson, Keats
Or Shakespeare ever compare?
No . . . but a poet speaks words
From their very souls
They draw pictures, produce emotions,
Bring fire from the coals
I am a poet
For these things I have tried to do
I hope that sometime
I’ve brought these things to you
“I am a poet”
Yes, maybe these words
Can actually somehow fit.
So I say them with humility
Yes, “I Am A Poet"
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