Poetry
we sing the songs about loving and living
taking more out than we are giving
about feelings spread out from east to west
lessons in life we haven't learned yet
we write the words that sometimes rhyme
jotting them down when we have time
writing about love and broken hearts
it's what we do and who we are
we don't care if others understand
each new stanza that we pen
sometimes short or often long
telling about all the goings on
more often than not, no rhymes or reason
spelling it out with adjective seasonings
verb-age that flows from deep inside
tangled roads and flowing tides
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Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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