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Will It Sing

Every poem I write, my heart dreams of a song A composer to finish, so these lyrics belong If I can’t breathe in and sing, as it calls out my name The lines stay on the paper —feelings never the same (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 2/15/2018 5:16:00 PM

Hello Kurt,the lines on the paper are never the same. A beautiful poem my friend.

FJ Thomas

Date: 2/15/2018 4:46:00 PM

:) what is a beautiful song but a poem put to melody. This is wonderfully expressed Kurt. I have come back to this site after having been gone awhile. Ironically I followed you under my real name on another poetry site we were on. It was very nice to see your name here :)