The Poet: Learning

Learning, learning something new,
Every day I always do,
It helps me see things in a different hue,
And, expands the bounds of what I know.

Write what you know they always say,
What I know is really boring, kay?
I don’t fly around and shoot a space ray,
I sit at a keyboard and tip tap my life away.

But, this life is the most fulfilling,
It’s the reader’s heart I’m stealing,
Giving their soul a good healing,
And their mental soil a good tilling.

Don’t you know I’m up here frozen,
Knowing you’re the only chosen.

Ryan S. Kinsgrove


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