Young Talent - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich
Have you heard of a girl named Norina?
She's a poet and just fourteen.
Not an Artist, nor Ballerina,
but a poet with talent, and keen.
Take a look at her contributions:
they are lovely and meaningful, sweet.
If you're talking of elocution,
she's truly and well on the beat.
In the years to come,
I am saying the word:
She will be a voice -
a voice to be heard!
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