It's dawn - it broke
The birds chirped as I woke
The skies are blue
The sun comes up
There is a beautiful hue
I am hypnotized by you
I gaze in solitude
Thinking of you
I write, I emphasize
I am me - a poet
Showing reflections
Past and present
With the words I know it
The sun goes down
Again I am in a hypnotic state
Heaven can wait
the eve , the twilight
I speculate with the stars
I love the muse
And Apollo in my soul
Writing keeps me whole
I love it
I cherish it
Poetry with true wit.
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