Shymard Nickle


Dear Poetry

You are my new found best friend.
In you I find total beauty and security.
The melodic arrangement of chosen words
Flowing in the air, whispering sweet nothings in my ear.
You appeal to me in so many ways,
Comedy, tragedy, and soliloquy to name a few.
We’ve been through a lot of things.
The good times, the bad times, and times in between.
Especially the times when only you know what I mean.

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