A Poem For a Day

A poem for a day
That's what I give away
If I simply don't write
It means something isn't right

Coz I love my art
That's where I fix my heart
Each time I spill the ink
That's when I'm happy I think

If I couldn't sleep
Don't give me a drip
Get me pen and ink
I'll sleep and not blink

While I sleep a wink
My heart still always think
Of what poem that day 
Should I give away?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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