If Only You Knew

Walking down the scales of rhyme

Time slows and effervescent glow

Bubbling the words from within

Unto the page

Little do you know

Your gift lives in the garden

Seeding and nurturing my thoughts

Until what began as a simple poem of joy

Became a story for you

A metaphor for the impact

You placed in me.

 

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