Story Rhyme Poem by Donald R Wolff JR

Oh words of life lead on me not
For weak am I, your chosen Poet
Streams of stories with all these lines
So poor your choice to have them spoken

Words unknown, Nay trust in mine
A place so peaceful, and still alone
So many rhymes are sought upon
For each word within a poem

In this their wealth shall never fade
Once again shall play a spoken part
Therefore so many words await a poet's mind
To unify them from their heart

(11/27/2019)