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Opening a new notebook for poems feels like a new beginning.

Submitted:Aug 31, 2011    Reads: 5    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

An empty page, it calls to me

Waiting for my thoughts and prayer

Knowing God is really there

Fills me with a will to be

Once a thought is now a rhyme

Written on my empty page

Turmoil, thoughts, inside will rage

Now a notebook gives me time

With a purpose more than space

I have pages there to fill

Scattered bits of my free will

Come together, promising grace

Empty pages calling me

All together, yes I can

When my thoughts had ran and ran

Now I know, the world will see


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