Reaching beyond mortal life, holding precious memories within, shining brightly, showing the way through imagination on the way to momentary thoughts.
Touching gently, words are elicited in poetry, giving others a look at what I'm thinking.
Placing definitions in sentences, telling stories of spectacular vision, succeeding at bringing smiles to worn, wrinkled faces, in times of displacement.
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this is a nice poem I invite you to read my poems.....THOUGHT, O My Almighty, Go on writing. There's three kind of people..