Confession of a Creativity Addict
I feel creative
even proud
to read my poetry out loud
I started - don't remember when
In expressing myself- picked up a pen
And I had doubts
about my work, till
magic words came to fill
my eyes with light
I wish all my readers a sweet, soft night
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