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In a world that spins so fast and wide,
A soul sits still with eyes open wide.
“I’m waiting here,” they softly sigh,
“For a poem to land from the sky.”
The words, they say, will be a treat,
Like rhythmic drums with a steady beat.
A verse to lift the spirits high,
And carry them gently to the sky.
So here it comes, without delay,
A poem to brighten up your day.
With rhymes that dance and lines that sing,
A little joy to your heart it’ll bring.
For waiting’s hard, but now no more,
The poem’s arrived, rich in its lore.
It speaks of hope, of dreams so keen,
In every line, a silver sheen.
So take these words, hold them near,
Let them dissolve any lurking fear.
For poems are friends, in them we trust,
Turning waiting dust to stardust.
And as you read, let your mind roam,
To places far, or close to home.
Where laughter rings and hearts are light,
And every star shines down so bright.
This poem’s yours, to have and to hold,
A story of warmth, in verses bold.
It wraps around like a cozy shawl,
A poetic hug, to enchant us all.
So wait no more, the words are here,
To chase away the last of fear.
With every rhyme, a promise made,
In the tapestry of life, beautifully laid.
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Great poem!
Thank you very much! 😎
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“In the tapestry of life…beautifully made.” You’re a gifted writer, my friend.
Thank you very much! 😎
You’re welcome very much, John!!😊