Poetry,
Feelings that talk,
To whom, you just can't say
Go away, get lost
Come back another day,
It just doesn't work that way,
Imperatively, they must be written
For the poet's survival
And the poem's, birth day
Yes Sandra, if its not this time, never comes a next time for the same birth. Well thought about and penned. Thank you for sharing. X
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Yes, a moment's song, if not caught in rhyme, is lost forever. When the angler falls asleep the fish escape! This is an easy 10, Sandra and is also going into my favourites. first rate poem.