My mind is a raging storm of verse Yet, a gift it be, not a curse Line after line of prose As beautiful as a lavender rose A mind never put to rest Living within, a creative guest A pen and paper, wire bound Inspired by the world around Word after word of rhyme Hour after hour of time My mind is always working The words are always lurking
All of them that weep, shall weep no more For the darkness that is outside the door Shall shadow them no more The candle that lights the room Has sent away all of the gloom Making way for flowers to bloom The emptiness of yesterday Has surely gone away Bringing on a brand new day
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