Sometimes life gets lonely,
Sometimes it gets you down,
You need to share your hopes and fears,
To cast away the frown.
Pick up your pen and paper,
And put it to the test,
Write that special poem,
Just do your very best.
Search your inner feelings,
Let your spirits grow,
Expression is your medicine,
Feel the rhythm flow.
Unleash those words you long to say,
Don't keep them bottled in,
Your poems are your legacy,
To leave to kith and kin.
You may never be a Dylan,
A Keats or Wordsworth too,
Expression of life is everything,
Let it be a part of you.
Conjure up the memories,
Let them all spill out,
It's what your poem means to you,
Is what it's all about.
Jayne Davies
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