Cory Long Poet Rhyme

My Dreams

I can not hide who I am inside. 
My heart is an open book for all to read. 
My soul is a whisper in the breeze. 
When I am down and need a way out 
I grab my pen and let it out.
writing gets me through life. 
I don't do it for fame and fortune.
I write for  myself 
and those who'll listen. 
If I had a choice to do it again 
I'd reach for my pen. 
My words come  easily you see. 
A poet I am and will always be.
living my dreams I always dreamed.

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Harry Horsman February 19, 2012 at 3:09 AM A wonderful poem of expression, love this Cory. harry

Sara Kendrick February 15, 2012 at 1:24 PM Enjoyed reading your creative work..I am glad that I chose this one to read this afternoon..You have a gift and you should use it daily..Thanks for stopping by..Sara

Anne-Lise Andresen February 15, 2012 at 12:50 PM And a good poet you are, well done my friend. - oxox love Anne-Lise

Nette Onclaud February 15, 2012 at 9:57 AM the passion you have for the written word is captured so engagingly in this piece... greeat stuff, cory!....:)huggs!

Gwendolen Song February 14, 2012 at 8:06 PM This is a very special write from your soul, Cory. I love the message..love the execution too. Thanks for visiting my most recent posting too. Happy Valentine's Day. Gwendolen