A poem without name
A kid asked me what my verse will be So we travelled together into my mind I was glad to have him, with me Because we both would have be blind.
Exploring my passions was like a dream Because I like to listen to music all day long Reading while drinking coffee with cream Writing while the fall season arrives, and sometimes doing it wrong.
The kid was amazed, "What kind of bird are you", he asked ; "They call me an artist ", I said.
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