I write a poem because there’s something
In my soul that
needs it,
Despite the
fact that there are times
When maybe
no one reads it.
We all have
things we do to help
Us feel a
sense of pride,
Though oftentimes
that treasure
Nestles, tucked
away inside.
Of course,
acknowledgement is nice,
But it is
not required.
I do not
write in hopes that I’ll
Be famous or
admired.
Yet setting
down my daily rhyme
Is what I do
for me,
My thoughts
spelled out and posted,
There for
all the world to see.
And if I
never hear a peep
About what I
may say,
I’ve taken
care of that myself,
With words to lead the way.
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