To My Critics Poem by Werner Horne
To My Critics
These words are written
from my hands so slow to fully bring to paper
how nervous I was letting out my soul
for you to look and wonder and maybe injure
a tiny creature that wish to become the me
I always knew I could be
Here's to you fellow Poets
for words of courage and build up and love
that paints this grey owl to look like a dove
Saturday, March 8, 2008
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4/25/2024 2:02:18 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Stunning stunning..... dit is matue maar ook sweet... daar moet nog meer nog vinniger kom. xx