Write
For the love of poetry
Child
For nothing more
Write because
Nectar is sweet
And fire burns
Because nightshade
Is poisonous
And thistles have thorns
Write because
Men are angry
And the tree are filled
With untold glee
Write because
Memories
Laughter
Pictures, glances
Stories old, trinkets curious
A trunk full of
Treasures
Make you feel
Full and overflowing
With a feeling that begs you
For a name
Write because
You are alive
And dreams light up
In certain corners
Of your mind
Write because
Your heart tells you to
Not your ambition
Not your pride
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