I read the words you'd written
They took me by surprise
Maybe if I'd seen you in person
I would have read them in your eyes
I always read you when you right
Because you have so much to say
At times I often wish
You'd write a new poem every day
Your ability to take some words
Then arrange them in perfect sequence
Sometimes keeping the reader
In an unintended suspense
Maybe one day soon who knows
You'll receive critical acclaim
But I would never know it
Because, I don't even know your name
11-26-18/RjH
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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A refined poetic imagination, Ray Hansell. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.