Quiet Colors of a Poet
Tonight this pen is empty
The words lay sleeping
My dreams will stay among the stars
My heart shall rest
Hopes will wait for dawn when the sun rises
and the music of my words will again be heard
To paint upon the pages the verse of a new day
A melody of vision written in song
Sung with the quiet colors of a poet
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