Thursday, May 18, 2017

"The Rhyme"

It comes upon me like the wind that blasts across the sea
Unbidden, not unwelcome, is the rhyme I write to free
The words and thoughts that clutter up within my searching mind
All of life's sweet treasures and the conundrums unkind
A puzzle in the writing and a puzzle in the end
The words and thoughts and meaning that combine into a blend
That free the dreams so hidden in the corners of my mind
Now, I finally see that which, before, my eyes were blind


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