Everything I See Is Poetry To Me
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Allen Steble The Philosophical Poet
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Everything I see
Is poetry to me
From the last standing tree
In a lonely forest
To the great ocean sea
Bathing in the sunset
everything I see
Is poetry to me
Every thing I see
From the buzzing honey bee
In a red field of roses
From the whimsical jumping flea
That makes a dog scratch vigorously
Then chase his tail playfully
Is poetry to me
From the sun shinning brightly
To the birds flying freely
And singing in harmony
Everything around me
And everything I see
Is poetry to me.
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