A Poem Is Born
The pen meets the paper
And it's love at first sight
For apart they are nothing
But together they will write
A marriage of necessity
For their need is just too great
Joined together in marital bliss
Their purpose is to create
Inspiration is their maid of honor
Creativity, their best man
The writer is the minister
And the chapel, the writer's hand
The words are the flowers
For the paper to adorn
And as the pen meets paper
That's when a poem is born
Copyright © Larry Belt | Year Posted 2010
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