See all around us, beauty seems to beam,
in everything: the sky, the moon, the tree.
But feelings can\'t be heard nor touched nor seen,
Unless with words we write in poetry
So say and write your feelings with your pen,
and let the world know beauty from your words.
For beauty makes men fall in love again,
and trees call out, inviting flying birds.
See poetry as not a thing to hate,
But see it as a moment to create.