Poetry,
Your fresh scent
Of new born Roses
Surrounds thee,
As you surround my soul
With new born visions
Of poetic benedictions
Beneath,
Love's magic fertile tree
Of creativity
I live but
For your call,
Or not at all.
Every new poem is like a fresh fragrance from rose. I love it, dear Ma’am Sandra....10++
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The call...how important it is in order to write a poem. Perfect!