Finishing Touch
A poem can be written
In many different styles
It tells of our heartaches
Our troubles and trials
It tells of our failures
Our many victories
We write of our miracles
Or a fatal disease
We share our compassion
Our sorrows, our smiles
We write of salvation
Or the one who defiles
We tell of our friendships
Or a love long lost
A cold winters night
With autumn's first frost
We write happy endings
Or a sad mystery
We tell of our bondage
And our quest to be free
The poet gets weary
From writing so much
His heart is his signature
His finishing touch
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