National Poetry Month falls in the month of April every year. I think it is possible that poetry, like many other things runs in my blood. I find myself thinking of words that fit well together, but perchance my vocabulary could be improved to enhance my way with words. Regardless, I am set to the challenge of writing a poem a day for the next 15 days of the month.
No. 1
Yellow, green center
it blooms without knowing
beauty radiates
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