When Poetry Lives in your heart
When poetry lives in your heart
there is so much love to impart
the imagination grows
like cherry blossoms in the spring
but your muse will never know
how divine His work of art
and how many souls began to sing.
One line will not fall apart
and forever will be remembered
Life is poetry; and poetry is life, my friend!
The rhymes, metaphors and meter
will stay with us until the end.