Excellent tercet, cinquain, tercent Paper by dovemarie

Paper is born of the tree, Smooth, pure, fresh, snow-white, A writer's key From the depths of my mind To the blank page, Words spring forth, like a baby from the womb Releasing all my love, hate, reflection and rage With the strength and wisdom of a sage Paper is born of the tree, A tall wonder of beauty For the poet's eye to see Author Notes Thanks to SCHATZLING for artwork.

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