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The Muse's Gift
#WritcoPoemPrompt102
In the realm where words take flight,
There dwells the ONE, a guiding light.
To write, to dream, to reach up high,
This ONE, my muse, did not pass by.
With every phrase, my heart takes flight,
Inspired by the ONE, my source of might.
In silence and whispers, it did conspire,
To kindle the flames of creative fire.
A spark of genius, a gentle muse,
The ONE who shared its gifts, did choose,
To nurture the passion that burns within,
And let my words flow, where they begin.
In gratitude, I craft this rhyme,
To honor the ONE, throughout all time.
For it's the source of all I've penned,
My muse, my guide, my dearest friend.
© onesoultwoheart
In the realm where words take flight,
There dwells the ONE, a guiding light.
To write, to dream, to reach up high,
This ONE, my muse, did not pass by.
With every phrase, my heart takes flight,
Inspired by the ONE, my source of might.
In silence and whispers, it did conspire,
To kindle the flames of creative fire.
A spark of genius, a gentle muse,
The ONE who shared its gifts, did choose,
To nurture the passion that burns within,
And let my words flow, where they begin.
In gratitude, I craft this rhyme,
To honor the ONE, throughout all time.
For it's the source of all I've penned,
My muse, my guide, my dearest friend.
© onesoultwoheart
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