I wish my life could turn around and I would be happy
in leaps and bounds.I wish I could have the know how
to write a book where everyone will stop and look. Just
to be noticed, to say I was a great poet, but just like an artist
no one would know it. I wished I could dream of sonnet where
cattle were grazing in their herds, but I have a problem, a difficulty
with words.
Shakespearean characters that just come to life where a
Windsor lady was a merry wife. Oh how I love those
Shakespeare plays that were performed in the Elizebethan
days. The Globe Theatre and A Mid Summers Night Dream
what a beautiful play with such a poetical theme.
People think that poetry is a thing of the past and most of them
say it will never last; so how come I am writing today.
Well I am just trying to tell you, it won't go away.
It is there forever in a land of the pen whether it be quill, pencil
or written on the back of a cash register bill.
sylvia spencer
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