Unwritten Poem by Alicia Meyers
Unwritten
I'm an open book,
With an ugly cover,
My pages aren't written,
But yet to discover.
My book has no purpose,
In this big world,
I have nothing to plan,
In this big twirl.
Hopefully one day,
My book will have meaning,
That my readers will love,
And will love me.
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4/23/2024 5:11:46 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A great poem. Keep the poems coming, And your wish will come true. A great write.