Where the Poetry Hides

Pattimouse does not hide her poetry, and that’s a good thing.

Pattimouse

©2017

By Patricia Harris

In the teardrops
Falling from the broken heart
In the flower
Dancing in the soft distant wind

In that crippling moment
Of self doubt profound
In the darkness of the heart
Growing by leaps and bounds

In the joy
Of the innocence
In the faith
Of a being above

Poetry hides in all
If you but look
So many poems
For endless books

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