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Raisa Aone Cabahug Poem
For a thousand reasons I can't explain
A writer for once lost her thoughts and shattered insane
Doesn't know what to do, say or write
For deep inside her mind, there was a fight.
She was lost in an unknown forest
Cried all night and longed for rest.
Still stands in the fight she's in,
For she believes that's where courage begins.
Her tattered and distorted thoughts,
Still remained but always at her cost.
But she hoped that she would find her strife,
Someone who could bring her back to life.
So it was she found her dear;
A prince that is sweet and clear,
With his love and thoughts for her he said,
And mended the writer's heart that once had bled.
Her heart soon became a new,
Because she found her inspiration in the prince he knew.
And now a summer of joy she has,
Because she could now write at last.
This poem is so to speak,
The words that came from the writer's mind at peak,
Her thoughts are now so complete,
For her dear prince, beside her seats.
Copyright © Raisa Aone Cabahug | Year Posted 2016
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