More Than Just Me
Poetry is more
It is not just leaves on the ground that the child piles up and jumps upon
It is not just a lone woman's journey or an old man's lament
It is not just anything
Poetry is more
Laughing rays of golden Heaven kisses
Butterfly wings and Saints' remembered bliss
True connects and all the other near misses
Poetry is more
Than you
Than me
Than the average angel eye can see
Copyright © Autumn Rose Wood | Year Posted 2008
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