Reading Poems - Poem by Charles WOO
Snatching leisure from busy schedule, I read poems freely.
They are sweet, bitter, fragrant and thick as the wonderful tea.
Some describe the heroic spirit of the ancient marshal.
Forced to get married, the poor girl chanted one with her fiddle.
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Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
Mary Elizabeth Frye
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You