Notes About The Poem

I live to learn

I'll take my lessons slow.

There Are Poets, and Then There Are Poets

I see numbers beyond a thousand
Hats to poets with sharp vision
They summon us to see images
That's conjured up with courage
This they pass along to me and you
Lights! camera! action! the whole view.

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Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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May 3, 2015 at 11:12 PM
Iris, so do I, but we enjoy working at it. Blessings Eve
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