On the day of poetry,
The heart wants more
Childhood dreams
and blessings galore
Opening up pages,
Soaking in thoughts
Painting a picture
With feelings and what not
A book for him
Or me or us,
The fun of this ride
Is clearly inside the bus
Before we can speak,
After we have finished all
Words and phrases
Form the link in this wild crawl
Of life and after that,
From book to thought
To tongue to touch all
Sweet as sugar or not
Feed me well,
Such food for thought
Let me make life
Count more than a lot.
The heart wants more
Childhood dreams
and blessings galore
Opening up pages,
Soaking in thoughts
Painting a picture
With feelings and what not
A book for him
Or me or us,
The fun of this ride
Is clearly inside the bus
Before we can speak,
After we have finished all
Words and phrases
Form the link in this wild crawl
Of life and after that,
From book to thought
To tongue to touch all
Sweet as sugar or not
Feed me well,
Such food for thought
Let me make life
Count more than a lot.
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