Reflection
Here is the
mirror
which
reflects my
heart
The only
thing that
knows well
how it
feels
within.
The ink
which
flows
through
my veins,
That plays
the beat of
my heart.
This plain
sheet that
bears with
me my
grief
When
loneliness
sings me
lullaby,it
Hears my
sigh
Upon this
paper is
the best
my heart
knows to
rest
It is my
best of
companionship
This paper
is the
origin of
my
philosophical
gatherings
The
Collections
of my
poetry.
Copyright © Micheal John | Year Posted 2014
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