My Leisure Times Poem by Mac Adrone Adonay

I spend my leisure times on writing
My soul goes to the land of peace;
Seeking the light and gladness it bring
How calm are the flowers of bliss
They bloom with hope and tranquility
Unwrapping the waters of the sea
To nourish the tides that ne’er cease

Tuneful are the bells that sound for quills
I heard the joy through the soft chimes
The voice of gladness rouses my wills
And it awakens my heart’s rhymes
Now, hollow hours are filled by lines
The rhythm portrays wondrous signs
And they shall remain through the times

How beautiful is a poetry
The letters form with joy and bear
A colorful unbroken medley
It’s the fruitful thing I must share
To be a poet, how good it is!
Happy tidings the heart shall release
Always I’ll write and you wouldn’t dare.