When you're a poet
Believe it or not
You can touch the stars
The moon, the planets,
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I did not even know
My poem had been chosen
That day,
I did not visit Poem Hunter,
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Poetry loves Music
And Music loves
Her words,
When together,
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Two Hundred and Forty years,
Young!
A Country,
Not enough admired
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Beautiful River,
Poetry,
In present world of anxiety
You flow, you calm,
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One of the most beautifully poignant things
About Poetry,
Is the discovery,
Of other Sensitive Souls
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Happy Birthday, Liberty 'Belle'
You're no youngster
Yet still looking very well.
You're one hundred and twenty nine,
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All physical beauty
Is temporary,
But the beauty of compassion,
Love and tender passion
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Beautiful Poetry,
Is like fine French Wine,
As it ages, it becomes divine.
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