A poem shared is a gift
from one’s inner self
to another’s inner world.
The words formed in belief
Of the treasure that must be left
Well formed to shine out to be bold.
To sing for the receiver as for the giver
Words of power that pluck the strings
Make the music to accompany our feelings
For others to dream in those lines
And sigh in empathy of humanities
Creativity, the art of words leave worlds.
Committed to memory so can be retold
A poem shared is the gift not sold
Nor brought, for they hold the poet’s soul
The poem is the human spirit the fire
free to grow as a flower, to admire
with each oral telling words take hold.
A poem shared is a gift
from one’s inner self
to another’s inner world. Shared words become our world
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