Valsa George Words Poems

Like a creature hibernating in its burrow
Waiting to come out with the first verdure of spring
The seed of a poem lay dormant in my heart
Through the long winter awaiting another spring
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Thoughts explode in my brain
Like fireworks…..
How I want them to come out in words
And fall in line
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ON WORDS

Words have a circuitous route
As foetus to the womb, they cling to the heart
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Words of concern, genuine and apt,
Like rays from heaven, radiant and bright
Penetrate the gloom of many a heart
Help them brave the weary day
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