HerA Poem by CJ
Her An artist, Though there are many, This one in particular. Shines bright, With humor, Smarts, Creativity.
Doesn’t boast. Just smiles, nods, and turns her head of curly hair around, To continue her project….. No, Her masterpiece She might say it’s no big deal, Drawing these pictures, But she doesn’t see through all others’ eyes, At the picture, At its brilliance, And uniqueness. Her name, It’s normal, But her individuality, Makes it new, Fresh, Different. Full of meaning. People can say, “You see her newest picture?” And know instantly, That it’s beautiful. After all, It was done by Savy, © 2008 CJ |
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2 Reviews Added on April 14, 2008 AuthorCJCAAboutStarted out a happy-go-lucky writer who just wanted to embrace all of life in writing. Turns out that it is more painful than I imagined. Tough times turn into honest writing. I never delete a piece f.. more..Writing
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