Poetry Ready To Be Heard
R Richard Wlodarski
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When I rise
And see sun
Birth of day
When I see
First smile
Of infant
Children laughing
Dancers dancing
Singers singing
When I view
The sunset
Day fading
Moon glowing
Wolves howling
When campfire
Sizzling and
Near its death
Resurrecting
Poetry cries out
Poetry for writing
Poetry for reading
Ready to be heard
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