I know not what to write
When I sit down at my computer.
Suddenly a thought appears
And a few words are placed to see.
They lead to a few more
And soon you have a story.
Some may call it poetry,
None the less, It is fine in print.
Poems are but short stories,
Created by a writer.
He knows it's but a thought,
So he keeps it, with not much attire.
powerful read, well done
Never stop writing !
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Love ya!
Jane
and they lay where they fell.
one after another,
into a story to tell.