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Poetical people ❀️

Poetical people ❀️

A poet is just a person like any other

He or she may be a Mother or a Father, or indeed a sister or a brother

And one will while away their hours each and everyday, writing about this, that and the tuther

Poetry can be such a pleasurable pass time, penning poems one after another

We write to express our emotions that are welling up inside

Mentioning every topic under the sun from far and wide

Coz we want to share our thoughts, we are full of passion and pride

Haha and often enough we get our inspiration in the middle of the night, alas we are usually insomniacs, wide and weary eyed

So as I have already said, us poetical people are really not that unique

We don’t have to be built like an Adonis with a physical physiqueΒ 

But then again we obviously enjoy using our vivid imaginations, we are artistic so to speak

And we do so enjoy appreciation from our readers, but unfortunately we are our own worst competitive critic….

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Gwendoline

Fabulous Jill. We are all humans yes, with feelings just like the rest of us humans. But like you so well penned, we are driven for some reason to pen our worlds in poetic ink. This is a lovely nod to us poets. Thank you my talented friend πŸ™ πŸ’—xx

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Jill Tait

Awwww Thankx sweet lass & lovely poetic friend of mine πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•

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Greg Etsell

I read this again yes do you have captures me perfectly 1 AM thinking of a poem
can’t get back to sleep

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Jill Tait

Awwww I know this feeling too well lol 🌹❀️🌹Goodnight Greg πŸ’•β€οΈπŸ’•

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Greg Etsell

Good night Jill❀️🌹❀️

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Jill Tait

πŸŒΉβ€οΈπŸ’•β€οΈπŸŒΉ

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Jill Tait

Thank you so much my poetic friend 🌹❀️🌹

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