THE LAST LINE Spring again the air is warmThoughts are hazy lazy dayA line slips out and disappears Dandelion fluff It blows away.I search my mind it won’t return Decide I will remain at home And ponder why the poet triesAnd thinks that he can write a poem.A wisp returns that line I lostThe blowing wind a seed did findA brand new home a place to growIn the fertile fields of my mind.
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