YOUNG POETS
Young Poets
so naive
with pen
in hand.
Spilling
emotions
upon
a page.
Autumn
leaves
turn to
gold..
Catching
in the
wind
blow
away..
Angel
flakes
of white
cover
the
ground.
Creating
magic..
Thoughts
of a
lifetime
surface..
Secrets
of the
ages come
into play.
copyright by heather burns