Sharlotte Newan Poet I do not know?

My Poetry

It comes to me in a song
 it comes to me in a dream
 it comes to me and I do not
 know what it means .
 It come to me
 It comes day or night
 it usually about other
 peoples lives.
 it comes to me in a code
 and then for me the 
 words must be told.
 It come to me
 and then I must recite  it to you
 it comes to me when I get mad
 and hopefully you will get to know me better
and that make me glad.
 It comes to me and I am surprised
 it come to me why a tear rolls down my  eye
  My poetry of coarse.
 It comes to me

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Jan Allison February 22, 2015 at 2:14 PM mine come the same way any time of day or night and i cannot control what direction my muse takes me:-) Hugs jan xx

Njeri Hunjeri February 21, 2015 at 5:03 PM I feel you! Mine comes the same way too. Only deserves a poetic 7! Sharlotte Newan February 21, 2015 at 5:25 PM thank you for a 7