My Each Fingertip
My Each Fingertip
Whole world was at my each fingertip
And another pen I hard had to grip
As words did flow out on each page
Looking like star performing on a stage.
Drama in each poem it did contain
And I wrote another again and again
To meet someone's desire and satisfy
A sad feeling when someone did die.
Maybe it might be for enjoyment
About someone giving you a hint;
God means all the world to me;
To write, He gave me the opportunity.
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