Word Magic

There is magic in the air
when you wake up with words there
bouncing in your brain
then they begin to fall like rain
and you end up with a poem
that speaks to you like home
and touches your deep insides
and the anxiousness subsides
because you created something unique
and you can feel the peak
of the ability to create
something great
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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