Poets
Some poets write Odes of Love,
While others sing of the white winged dove.
Roads not taken......sonnets of night;
We put pen to paper to shed some light,
On subjects such as loss and greed....
The words that flow fulfill our need.
For thoughts that run most all the time...
A poet's hand creates the rhyme.
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