Writing
R Ray Hansell
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The thoughts come from my mind
Through my fingers to the keys
Sitting here and writing
Comes to me with such ease
It seems no matter what
I can always make a rhyme
I seem to be able to do it
In a very short amount of time
Some people say it's a gift
But sometimes I have to wonder
You see, they just see the finished product
They never see me make a blunder
© 10-12-10/RJH
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