Some poems seem to flow out,
while others take their time.
A collection of thoughts and feelings,
that don’t always have to rhyme
Sometimes they’re full of depth,
and others skim the surface.
Exposing feelings that are raw,
expressed with simple grace.
It is only through challenge that one can see
the true depth of their beliefs.
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I relish the feeling of crisp new pages,
the scent of ink in the air.
Some, may speak of enchanted places.
A handsome prince, a maiden fair.
Ever speaking of future,
my dreams I would share.
Oh the things I’d accomplish,
when I arrived there.
When at last I looked back,
it was then I did find,
my life was created,
one day at a time.
Each moment,
although a mere fraction of time,
contains a lifetime lived.
Most times I think
we choose to see
things through a filter
of what could be
Many seem content to walk
when they are made to fly
And though I walked among them
my dreams were in the sky