What I Write

I want to move to get a fresh start;
and somehow leave all the anger in my heart.

Have complete confidence that i'm smart;
always continuing to do my part.

They say poetry is an art;
it's relaxing like listening to rain in the dark.

I write about my kids loving the park;
and the pen that makes this mark.

It stinks when a match sparks;
and I write the words I have thought.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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