Accidental Poet

A Writer’s Unwritten Rule

 Yes, I’m inclined to write

You might say I’m obsessed to rhyme

But in today’s crazy world

Far worse has been done with time

So, I let the voice inside

Come forth with words of prose

Sometimes of tears that fall like rain

Others of the beauty in a single rose

I hear angels sing within my heart

Listen closely and you too may hear it

The smile that grows upon your face

I think you’ll find it’s a pleasure to wear it

Walk this earth with more than open eyes

Each step with radiant heart

Don’t forsake yourself

For all the beauty you are

Sometimes the words come not from me

And I’m merely a writing tool

But I’ll always lend a hand

For that’s a writer’s unwritten rule

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