Book Of Rhymes

Writing in my book of rhymes, I recline

Within my mind and write. I paint visions

Of hope, I grip the pen with force I'll never

Let go! The creativity radiating from the

Loose leaf I have sitting on my desk, I

Remember my first poem "Diversity City"

Ms. Moore asked me to enlighten the

Class, so I grabbed the pen and pad

Then thrash the negativity with a

Bundle of positivity. I recited my

Imagery to the class and some

Listened, since then I knew my

Mission. I'll forever be diligent

In poetry until I write my last

 Line in the book of rhymes!

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