There upon the hill
A colossal tree
Surrounded by fields of grass
Underneath sit poets like you and me
And there on each branch
A poem to be read
With hundreds of branches
Words from hearts that bled
Poets that live in the dark
Poets that live in the light
The passion that thrives
Giving reason to write
Emotions that simmer
Like an all-day stew
Waiting on time
To be called on cue
The source of all these poems
Grown from deep roots
Each root a poet
Sent to the branch a poetic fruit
Talented poets who found
My poetic side
Nourished in confident Earth soil
Overcoming the urge to hide
So take your place
‘Neath the poetic tree
Immerse yourself in reading
The wonderful world of poetry
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