All my poems are dear to me,
Because they are my offspring.
They were conceived from the heart,
And born in my brain,
To breathe life into the reader’s mind.

Some are long, some are short,
Some are enlightened and some are dark.
They might not rhyme, or appear to be,
Worth the time, it takes to read them.
But to me, they will always be, poetry.

Public Domain 2019

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