Poems

Poems,
Are a way into someone's 
heart,
Poets who put their feelings on 
paper,
Writers who tell stories,
Readers who experience those 
feelings,
Poems,
Are what I write,
And you wanna know why?,
It's a story all in its own,
Whether it is free verse or 
haiku,
To some people it's only words 
on paper,
To a poet it is their heart 
on their sleeve,
An that is exactly what I'm 
doing, 
My stories I'm telling are 
unique all on there own,
Whether it is the flowers 
blooming in the spring,
The crystal white snow that 
falls in the dead of winter,
This is me putting my heart on 
my sleeve,
And that's is why I call myself a 
poet.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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