You say there’s pain in my poetry
I say there’s poetry in all pain.
You say there’s a sadness in my smile
I say I could find a smile in even sadness.
You say there is darkness in my light
I say there’s light in every darkness.
You say I walk without a care
I take all the pain, sadness, darkness and light
And open my arms to make it mine
Then do my utmost to make it rhyme
Even though I may miss a line
The poet in me will still shine.
To read the first two features in the “Why a Poet” series, please click on the links below:
1. Why a Poet
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