A Poet's Passion
A way to be heard when nobody is around
A way to be seen when there's no sound
A way to feel free to express myself
A way to find rhythm with the help
Of the environment around beauty and life
The gift of poetry how I survive
My guardian angel for spirit and heart
And my savior when things fall apart
I find myself deep in a trance
Thinking of the words up in my head
Staring at the sky at first glance
Like I'm vividly dreaming in my bed
Every word written more likely to inspire
And all from the heart what I admire
Like an angel's love for the bright blue sky
Wings spreaded out ready to fly
Soar with the wind never to fall
When her passion gives strength to guide all
This is the way poetry flows through me
To enlighten the world and let them see
The passion that flows through the soul of me
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