She said, "I also write poetry." And she encouraged me to try.
Yeah, right? Me? I can't...
I don't know if I will ever be comfortable calling myself a poet--but I have written some poems.
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I've assembled a collection of my best poems. And if you click the titles the link will take you to the poem. Happy reading.
Leanne Dyck's Poetry Collection
Byron did
And a new one...
Next Sunday Evening...
And a new one...
Time
I was waiting for the bus
when he asked, "Do you have the time?"
when he asked, "Do you have the time?"
When we're young we have all the time in the world--
storytime, playtime, snack time, nap time
We grow older and we get busy.
We no longer have time.
We must make time.
If we grow too old, we have too much time on our hands.
But we never know when our time is up.
Time, invest it wisely
for we can't stop it or turn it back.
He asked, "Do you have the time?"
He glanced at my watch.
The sound of the approaching bus made him grin.
"Right on time," he said.
The sound of the approaching bus made him grin.
"Right on time," he said.
Be Gentle (short story)
Leanne Dyck
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An extra poem...
Sharing my author journey...
'Abby offering a kiss to her friend Reba'
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An extra poem...
