Sorrow is deep within my heart I try to cast it away. The power it holds is ever strong but doesn't darken my day, for when it trys I write a poem, to rise above the grim. Remembering good things of moments forgotten and jotting them down with a pen. Sometimes they rhyme and sometimes not, the favor is all of mine. For I'm the poet and the poem is owned of me, myself and thyn
Joanne (LULU) Walker
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