Inspiration.
A thing that don't always come easy.
But then again,
So few things do.
Inspiration.
It comes in many different forms,
Places, faces.
But then again,
When it does, It's true
Inspiration.
I found mine,
I found it in you, two eyes of blue.
Now it's just flowing through,
But then again.
Sutch a blessing comes to few.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem