fifteen years ago( 9 months) this very night i was conceived.
who knew the poetic sycophantic that would thrive in thee.
more gallant than a full bread steed.
into the glory of the kingdom of poets i would lead.
unto sycophantic of the tong i would heed.
today i am 15 years of age.
today the world is my stage and she is my light.
and today i say this,
my mind is full of love bliss.
she is my light.
matt hartwell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fifteen-years-2/
