A Poet's Joy
Jump up with jubilance,
Raise your arms to God's sky.
You were made in His image,
There's no need to cry.
You are beautiful and talented,
Doing you absolute best!
Soar with your wings elevated,
Quill in hand, penning words,
the very sweetest!
July 11, 2019
8am PST
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2019
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