Michelle Renee Kidwell
The muse often strikes during those unexpected moments
Poetry came
In moments of friendship
When the bonds of friendship
Tied us together.
Poetry came
In moments of family
When it was more than blood
That bound us together
It was love.
Poetry came in moments
Of sheer excitement
When words skated across the page.
Poetry came
Slowly in moments of boredom
When Poetry saved us from ourselves.
Poetry came.
Copyright Michelle R Kidwell
Novembr.7.05
Beautifully nice!!
Thank you!