Why I Write Poem by Plague Rose
Why I Write
As I sit in silent thought
I sense my creeping laughter might
Escape my throat and I get caught
So in its place I begin to write
Of secrets and legends, still untold
Of new beginnings, and stories of old
And I continue with my pen
To write these poems until the end
Sunday, January 6, 2013
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4/16/2024 6:05:47 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This is simply beautiful.