A poem by Isabelle Sorrells

A feeling to express,

A thought to convey,

An escape to build,

A picture to paint,

A worry pondered,

A memory cherished,

A question,

A word.

This is what makes a poem,

And if you have any of these

There is poetry inside you yet.

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