A Simple Rhyme Poem by Joshua Adams
A Simple Rhyme
As I pass the time,
to think of this rhyme.
My pen and paper,
become my maker.
It flows from my lips,
all the way to my finger tips,
but there is nothing new,
only you.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: lips,rhyme
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