Language would be a dreary thing
If there were no words that sing
Poets who have deep feelings inside
Express emotions they cant hide.
In lyrical verse they can impart
A medley thay stays in the heart
When the world seem a lonely place
The power of the verse can bring grace
So we can find a fulfiling peace
That causes doubts and fear to cease
Poetry embodies the language of love
Which must be sent from Him above
Poetry is a gift that never grows old
For its beauty is always there to behold.
©mylcebon
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