In words there is music,
Of what the writers feel;
Whether it be mere fantasy,
Or whether it be for real;
A beautiful Portrait painted,
By the artist's loving hand;
Offers reasons to the meaning,
Of all that in life will demand;
The poem is a portrait,
That is a work of Art;
With words instead of colors,
It tends the broken heart;
Friday, March 13, 2009
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