I Desire To Publish

I Desire To Publish short poem

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I stopped and wrote a poem today,
Some simple things I had to say,
I don’t know why I wrote them down,
Perhaps to smile, instead of frown.

I’d love to share my words of rhyme,
Let others read from time to time.
I’d like to publish what I write,
To give my readers some delight,

To give a smile, perhaps some charm,
To calm a soul that feels alarm.
Or stir a memory of love lost,
Recall the pain that is that cross,

To honor souls both kind and brave,
That now have left… beyond the grave.
So oft’ I’ve thought, so oft’ I’ve wished,
I’d love to get my works published.

And if I did all would be swell,
Like answers from a wishing-well,
My thoughts would ring out like a bell,
I have so many poems to tell.

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Niranjana
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Verve and vivacity humor and wit sparkles the five paragraphs.

Andrea
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Lee, I love this poem. It brought me joy. I can appreciate a great poem that gets a message across and this one does it in a gentle, humorous way. Way to go, I look forward to reading more of your poems.

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