BOUNTIFUL

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I am a wordsmith,

Versatility overrun,

The corners of my mind.

Prolific and exuberant,

Permit my narration,

Witness these fruits fall.

Like a methodical chronicle,

Or cosmic carousel,

May every chord resonate.

Bearer of warmth,

And solace to the downtrodden,

The shining catalyst,

To the beloved and betrothed.

An angelic advocate,

The estranged scouts,

This earth to find.

Cryptic messages,

Stern intellectual maze,

A sapiosexual’s delight.

These words shall twirl,

Like rose petals in spring,

Dandelion seeds ,

Rotating in the blustery wind,

Over and over again,

Whilst the vast fruits fall…

Join me in my journey.

I am a wordsmith.

(c) Monica St Hillaire, 2021.

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