My Pen & Me Poem by LaRon Green Sr.
My Pen & Me
I remember picking up my pen
Which was free
I choose to write a song
for thee
All I knew was these three words
'COME TO Me'
I was lost for words
coming through my imaginary tree
My Grandma always told me
to watch my friends, because they was thieves
Never knew one day it would come back to haunt me
I surely agree
That's why now I choose
'My Pen & Me'
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