Poem's Birth
From where do my words come from?
I really, dare not, know just where
But, each time I sit down to write
They seem to manifest just there
One word, it pours right from me
Then another, is soon to flow
From there, they just keep coming
To where? I just don’t know.
The meaning is never thought of
As the words, they form their own
That’s how my writings come to be
My poems, from words, are grown
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