Cover Poem For The Rest Poem by rhiannonm franklin

what lays within the binding
inscribed on the pages
beneath your hands
are my inner most
thought and felings
the anger and joy
my past and my present
the pain and my tears
that have fllowed me throughout the
years
behind this cardboard cover
is me without that mask everyone see's
on a daily basis
its me w=expressing my deepest thoughts
feelings and experonces in away
that everyone can understand
to domr it may just be a poem
'woopie''i can write on too'............
: roses are red violet are blue'
but these are diffrent.
compared to
thodrd dilly little rhymes
you call art
these are words from my heart
power from thesuol toghter
the magic each poem holds
is enoguh to bring tears