A Poet’s
Lament
Does the world care
if I write yet one more poem?
Will the world dare
to read my next rhyme?
What I discovered a long time ago …
I write mostly for me,
Not the average Jo or Joe.
I play with words,
and thoughts.
I rub them together,
I mix and match,
Just because I can.
And if someone, say You,
happens to find my thoughts
and a light comes on somewhere
in your soul,
then well and good.
We both gain.
You have a fresh insight,
and I had a small part in that.
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