I Hold The Key Poem by Rodney Rod Smith
I Hold The Key
In awe of natues beauty
I lay upon the water of the sun.
to soak my mind over matter
as time moves on.
towards the running water
lays the pipe of Gold.
to win this life of mourning
to overturn the sun.
that i will always be churning
to be number one.
now that i am humble i have learnt
the power of me,
to learn that life has meaning
sitting under the tree.
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4/25/2024 6:36:19 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Great imagery. Thank you Clair