By: Tom Zart

My favorite poet is God aboveWho gives Earth its rhythm and rhyme.Not pied pipers of misguided soulsWho promote distrust, hatred and crime.Poetry is nature serenading in songThe peaceful roar of the oceans waves.The wind through the threes and over the hillsAnd the flowers in the fields by the graves.The sound of rain as it waters the thirstyThe songs of children at play in the park.The far off rumble of trains or thunderAs they pass through the night in the dark.The joy of our babies first words and stepsThe passion of life with its heroes and clowns.The on going struggle to survive our sinsAs we proliferate in hamlets and towns.My favorite poet is our father of loveWho was first to know us before birth.His poetry prolongs every thing we loveAs his deliverance gives life its worth.By Tom Zart

MY FAVORITE POET
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