"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Treasure Box

There is a treasure box inside of you
A talent a dream a gift to share
The key hangs on your heartstrings
To open imagination’s lock
Believe in yourself enough to open it


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