I paint a picture with my words
In a poetic form,
To show you what I see in thought,
Which for me, has become the Norm.
The Senses I feel, or Views I see,
In Mind or actual~ly,
Become words in poetic form,
For you all to see.
How I spend my daily life,
Happy times or those of woe,
I put into verses five,
So you all should know.
My Wishes, Hates, and more besides,
As my pen runs on line~d pad,
Days of Joy, Momentous ones,
And times when I am sad.
The Beauty of HIS Created World,
Damage done to It by Man,
My hopes for the future good ahead,
Will in Poetry be written ~ while I can.
© Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet] – [300th Poem] - 31 March 2006
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