The amiss passing of a soul in a world unkown

leaves another story yet untold.

The tales of old that have been foretold

And the tales of new that leave our hearts blue.

The ones in which our minds will wonder

And leave our ears open to ponder.

An original by Kellie Dixon

I don’t write poetry very often anymore, but I used to all the time in high school. I love poetry simply because, like music, it has the ability to convey emotion and speak volumes. Plus, to me, poetry is absolutely beautiful, even the most simple poems have immense beauty.

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