Bmy Prose Poem by Barry A. Lanier
Bmy Prose
If my prose,
Did not generate laughter.
Should a seed sown,
Not finally grow.
Should one little girl in a world alone,
Catch just one glimmer of hope,
My face shall surely glow.
My earth's journey thought brief,
Providence planned it out.
For I might have given hope to an angel,
But for my prose, would have done without.
Tuesday, March 7, 2006
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