Veebdosa
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VeeBdosa
A loving living tribute to Ron Wilson
From the humblest of beginnings
there are those that hear the sound.
In shadows all around the world
a poets heart is found.
He speaks of things like yesterdays
and of things still yet to be.
He speaks of things like love and war
and how freedom's never free.
Only few can understand
with all the things they heard.
How the poet paints a picture,
with every tear stained word.
Cause where teardrops stain the paper
he's somehow seen the need.
His pen becomes the paintbrush
as his soul begins to bleed.
Taking him and breaking him
through time and time again.
Shaping him and changing him
so deep somehow within.
Once they've heard the poets cry
so few remain the same.
From the humblest of beginnings.
VeeBdosa is his name.
Edwin C Hofert
Copyright © Edwin Hofert | Year Posted 2015
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