It is food for my soul,
Inspiration for my work.
It fills me with the love of life,
And shows me the joy of sharing.
It is a gift to hold but
Never to keep, as it is meant to be shared.
It shapes my poems
And my dreams.
It turns my world
And dries my tears.
It helps me to trust
And teaches me to be trustworthy.
It shows me the light in the dark
And convinces me to have hope for the future.
It holds my heart
When no one else will.
It shares my pain
And cries with me in the night.
And when this life is over,
It will show me the way home
wow are you a psychic? you can read my heart not just my mind beautiful poem love it!
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