“POETRY, a HIDDEN TREASURE” by Eureka C. Bianzon

Poetry is a hidden treasure


This could be truly express from the heart


It’s a thing that couldn’t be measured


For sharing any memories would never stopped


Poetry is the chance to uncover the mystery mind


It’s the chance to across something special


That has been left behind


Poetry is a meaningful piece of knowledge


It’s a glimmering light to courage


A hidden treasure from the mystery heart


Wondrous wisdom we could ever impart

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