Copyright 2005 Bill Williams
A poem, a poem
My kingdom for a poem
A group of words
To communicate emotion
To communicate your fears
We walk along daily
Going hand in hand
Floating on the cloud
Walking through the air
Swimming in the sea
Sitting on the floor
Standing on the street
Listening at the door
The music’s just as sweet
The love that it conveys
The emotion that it shows
There is nothing sweeter
Than a hand picked red rose
The smell so sweet
The sound of prose
I love to hear
The sound so sweet
As the subtle keys
And the gentle flute
Poetry and prose
How sweet the sound
How much it grows
Quickly it’s found
The red of the rose
A poem, a poem
My kingdom for a poem
That group of words
Communicating emotion
Communicating fear
A fear of people
A fear of an object
A fear of a creature
A fear to object
A poem, a poem
My kingdom for a poem
The passed group of words
The communication of emotion
The communication of life
