Books And Poems

Poem By Robert L. Laumeyer

Books are worlds
Within themselves
A universe can be held
On wooden shelves.

Poems are music
In the air
The ageless dreams
Of those who care.

A Poet's Garden He has a private garden
No one is allowed to see.
Here where he plants his dreams
And grows pure fantasy.

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The click of the switch marks the close of day
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The old man watched the cloud drift along.
In the clear blue sky, it did not belong.
As he watched the cloud, near the rim,
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