Tis the middle of the night
but I think I just might
make a start on this goal
should be soothing for the soul
try not to be in a rush
or the words will turn to mush
to write each day is the aim
doesn’t matter if words are lame
set them free upon the net
wonder if a cheer you’ll get
never knowing what you’ll read
as 43’ers plant their seed
poems coming thick and fast
an entire month they will last
from all around the world
creativity is unfurled
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