Dear Teacher,
Location
It all comes to this.
One, one two, one two three, one two three four.
These poems, such a masterpiece
Heck, you'd be a fool to ignore.
A story in each, a part of me like sand on the beach
To words about Me, to words about Thee
Into words with everything in between.
This is a free verse poem, the freedom to express
A part of me to give away, yes.
Understand the words I say, the letters in each
Something beneath indescribable, my freedom of speech
This is me, you can never change that
A soul in me, burning with integrity
This is where my heart is at. The heart of poetry.