I Listen
I listen to my heart,
It tells me what to do.
I listen to my mind,
It helps me with things too.
I listen to the birds,
They chirp all of the time.
I listen to spoken words,
Maybe I could make them
rhyme.
I listen to my friends talking,
I'm shy so I just stay quiet.
I listen to people walking.
In marches that start a riot.
I listen to things fade,
But I get mad you see,
Cause when I want to read a
poem I made,
No one will listen to me.
Copyright © Carmen Erickson | Year Posted 2012
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