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.