Feeling's Fate
The best and only choice of pen
is one that lets me write again
When Muse has had his sleepy time
to pause on thought for lines of rhyme
For only then from ebb to flow
will inspiration come to show
And lines to gather feeling’s fate
will fill my starved poetic plate
Oh pen, with just your stalwart stroke
please guide my hand lest it may choke
And let my senses, pure and wise
unveil perhaps, a sweet surprise
Copyright © Mike Gentile | Year Posted 2023
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