The written word
Be it read or spoken
Originated in the heart
An emotional token
The heart’s conveyor belt
Fed by lyrical wheels
Delivers the written goods
Expressively it congeals
And within the heart
If it passes the test
It’ll move on down the line
To join with the rest
Your soul now invested
In poetic prose
Nurtured with passion
Metamorphosed into a rose
But a smile begins to grow
Knowing its origins of
The written word
A labor of love
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