Letting Your Voice Be Heard
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Caught in the silence, there appeared a thought.
Offering a seed of inspiration,
Like an ember of imagination.
Without some help it will turn into naught.
With thoughts as tender, it begins a fire.
I can feel warmth grow, then a deep desire.
Precious like something, I worked for then bought.
My heart births a truth, that now must be told.
Letting the words flow, the truth will unfold.
I will use the tools as I have been taught,
The poem will come through, word after word.
My heart is happy my voice will be heard.
Copyright © Bill Baker | Year Posted 2023
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