Log Cabin Chronicles
ADRIENNE C. FISHER
Oh, Poetry, exercise of mind and heart
I wish I were a master of the art,
I'd capture deep emotions in a lyric,
With wisdom flowing to all who hear it.
I'd write mysterious pentameter
As words roll off my tongue's parameter.
I'd observe events, describe in lines,
Creating incredible, meaningful rhymes.
Then people from all the world over,
Would lie in fields of grass and clover,
Reading, and all the while they'd be gleaning,
Mystery, depth and personal meaning,
Allowing a moment's pause in busy lives
To ponder and celebrate with high fives
The person they are with their unique souls
Then lay back to delight in familiar folds.
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