I tried my hand at some poetry this go around. Maybe I'm a poet and don't know it, or maybe not, but it was fun, nevertheless. Hope you enjoy it.
Kevin
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There have been people in the hills,
in the Blue Ridge Mountains, they say,
talking and thinking about
what they should write.
How they should write,
when they should write,
where they should write,
were the topics of delight.
But the day has now come,
the day is now here,
when they must go home,
and face their fears.
To the hustle and hurry,
the obstacles and worry,
the joys and the strife,
of what we call “life.”
But understand fully, My introverted friend,
this group is not unique.
There have been many before them.
There will be many who come after.
Experiencing the enchantment.
Experiencing the exhaustion.
Experiencing the camaraderie.
Of like-minded folk
who fantasize similar dreams.
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