Saturday, August 18, 2012

To a poem I saw

If you call this a poem
You might call day a verse
And night a work of art

Give the sun a literary prize
Pen a smile with highest honor
Write home of a friend's embrace

Give grand descriptions of family ties
Search water streams for rhyme
Afford clouds wide margin

If love to you is the masterpiece
You would be effusive indeed
At what I find in you

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