Sad Poem About Spring
Sad Poem About Spring
For him, there was no one who ever cared
So sad poem about Spring he had prepared
About long ago when a friend he loved died
And seems like forever he cried and cried.
After a long time of sadness he realized
Through eternity he was being criticized
For poems about spring with no meaning
Off wall and into space they went careening.
Some say he had a horrendous scatter brain
Because all of his poems drove you insane
By and with the way they all were arranged
Appearing as if he was mentally deranged.
But really unbeknownst to both me and you
Was the fact that a picture his poem drew
Of a prospering poet who had money galore
Who everyone loved and always did adore.
Which poet would you really rather want to be?
One being governed by poetic rules constantly
Or another writing poems free as a bright bird
Loving his spring poems each and every word.
James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran
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Jim Horn
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2015
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