A poem a day
Keeps the doctor away
A poem a day
Keeps me sane
A poem a day
Keeps my worries at bay
A poem a day
Soothes the pain
A poem a day
Defeats all dissaray
A poem a day
Clears my brain
A poem a day
Prepares me to play
It eases my
Fury and Strain
A poem a day
Is my new found way
To flourish, refresh and
Explain.
I'm getting really sick of saying,
"A poem a day" now,
But seriously,
It's awesome,
Try it.
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Sophia Merici
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