As I reflect with pen in hand
Begging words to spread their wings
Cadence inspires verses to dance
Daring each syllable to sing
Endless streams of inspiration
Forever flowing in my mind
Gathering recollections
Hoping for treasures to find
Intriguing is the challenge
Jotting down my every thought
Keeping them in perspective
Learning from lessons taught
Memories parade before me
Needing no invitation
Opening yesterday's door
Providing observation
Quatrains are my preference
Rhythm and rhyme are desired
Seeking perfect harmony
Triumphant when it's acquired
Undaunted, yet I surrender
Voice of emotion suppressed
Words have finally failed me
Xanadu dreams bid me rest
Yes, the train is nearing the station, my friend
Zooming at last to the journey's end
Alas, before I say goodnight
Boundless words have taken flight
Clinging to stars lighting the sky
Displaying their wings, learning to fly
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