Just A PoemA Poem by StephenJust a
Poem A breeze blows softly
through the trees Whispering: ‘It’s almost
time’ I need to write a poem And somehow make it rhyme. As I put my pen to paper The word flow through my mind They are just a jumbled
mess Until I place them on a
line. Thoughts pour out in ink One by one they come Then I write the final
word At last my poem is done. ~ Stephen © 2013 StephenReviews
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