Marjorie Bishop Poems

How can I become a poet?
I asked this wise old man.
And he told me to walk barefoot
upon the beach and feel the grains
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An angel walked in this morning
Carrying her gifts in her arms.
So lovely was she as she greeted me,
I was so taken by her charm.
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I will listen to what others have to say.
There are messages in their voices
That can help me with my day
And aid me in making right choices.
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