unleash the mind
wander make believe
exercise imagination
too much reality
cramps the style
cuts off the play
makes us be adults
where is the point
in life so sincere
we lose all sense
of childhood fun?
I made a pledge to myself to write a poem a day for the entire year. Now to follow through. I preface this with a reminder; most of the poems written for this year long project will be done so spontaneously and therefore will not be edited. Bear with me on this. The project goal is to get them written over getting them perfect. Several times there will simply be the poem with no title. When that happens suggestions for a title will be welcomed in the comments.
smiles and shakes her head a little....a big smile
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