Web Published Poets
I hail to you sentient ones keepers of the morning dew masters of the web so recently spun
hail to you who dare submit who dare feel and tell
hail to you charmers singers jokers lucky ones who know the morning dew for the sunrise comes and the sunset goes
so wail cry rant try each day is not an entitlement only the gift of old and young and hope hope for a stricken child hope for a grandmother hope for a prisoner for we are all prisoners and hope that says indeed there is a new law of God's physics all that
matters cannot be destroyed
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