With poetry, I want to seize
all of my opportunities
to pen the things I want to say
in a more deliberate way,
but time is like a summer breeze. . .
It fans my passion; then it flees.
The obligations of each day
disrupt my muse; I can’t long stay
So when I can, I hope with ease
to write my thoughts and thus appease
my inner need with words to play
and rhyme sweet lines, and thus I pray
that my dear reader I may please
July 31, 2019
for the Rondeau Poetry Contest of charles messina
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2019
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