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POEMS ABOUT POEMS

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Butterfly


PASS THE POEMS PLEASE

Pass the poems please,
Pile them on my plate;
Put them right in front of me,
For I can hardly wait,
To taste each tangy word,
To try each tasty rhyme,
And when I've tried them once or twice
I'll try them one more time;
So, pass the poems please,
They just won't leave my head,
I have to have more poems
Before I go to bed.

Butterfly

POEMS

A poem is a magical boat to ride
In a sea of words with a rhyming tide.
It takes us from some humdrum shore
To places we never have been before.
Shimmering islands of sensation
Captured by imagination.
New lands wait for us to sight
So climb aboard, the wind is right.
Rocking rhythms will take us along
To the rising crest of a noteless song.


Butterfly


A POEM IS A LITTLE PATH

A poem is a little path
That leads you through the trees.
It takes you to the cliffs and shores
To anywhere you please.
Follow it and trust your way
With mind and heart as one
And when the journey's over
You'll find you've just begun.

Butterfly






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