The Magic of Poetry
Oh, let us, all demonstrate humility.
That hearts be cared for with gentility.
Eyes, my dear poets must not be stressed.
By confusing words that cause much duress.
A poem, a melody divine, so sweet.
A warm Spring wind, a soft refreshing treat.
Created for the love of all humanity.
Minus all news of today’s insanity.
A time of blest tender kindness and bliss.
Your poem brings to hearts, tender wholeness.
1-16-2022
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Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2022
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