A Poem

As I write this poem
I think not of the rhyme
but the feelings that flow
this moment in time

As I write this poem
I think not of the words
but of the emotions inside me
that need to be heard

As I write this poem
I think not of the form
but of the times I have loved
and the times I have mourned

As I write this poem
I think not of the style
but the wonder of this world
and the innocence of a child

As I write this poem
I think not of the test
but of all the passion inside me
I need to express

As I write this poem
my heart controls my pen
my life becomes a poem
from beginning to end

© 1999 Rosalie M. Rodriguez

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