A Poet's Heart
A Poet's Heart
Our loving hearts we give freely, in our enveloped, cleverly, created writ!
We open our souls, quite willingly to anyone in the world to observe it.
It is a gift, so uniquely knowledgable,
And its meaning...maybe far more than tangible.
Just consider~poets, in all the nations walk!
Laugh, cry and question, the meaning of this life~a poet never balks.
A poet might be a saint, who simply does not know it.
But assuredly, however, one who has risen above life's mendascious pit.
Panagiota Romios
4/10/2019
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2019
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