A Plea For Words
A blank sheet of paper,
Awaits the golden pen,
To scribe words of rhyme and verse,
From treasures locked within.
Sweet muse unlock the door,
To imagination's bower,
And let my words flow freely,
As I seek to write this hour.
7/18/21
Copyright © Kim Merryman | Year Posted 2021
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