Woven Lines
What is it that causeth then
This urge to sit and raise a pen,
Words that dwell inside our head
Seem better written down than said.
Into a mind from who knows where
A random thought plucked from the air
Brought woven lines beyond mere thought,
From unknown depths, are verses wrought.
Copyright © Gary Smith | Year Posted 2019
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