Poetry Came

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



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