It's Called Poetry
A blank sheet of paper
of no special value
covered with your words...
they touch, linger and stay
betimes heavily weigh
move others to ponder
the mystery of... of life itself
~ or just a quiet day
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2021
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