Each day you've proven to be my source of peace,
Never judging me, giving me room to breathe as I
Carefully try to form the perfect rhyme.
Over and over, trying to get it right,
Understanding that practice is perfection,
Releasing me from the burden I carry.
Angst become happiness, pains become experience,
Giving me a medium to make my words beautiful.
Everyone doesn't understand why you are
My source of bliss, my companion.
Every day praying you'll wash my pains away,
Namelessly forming a perfect bond, hoping
That one day the world will understand.
Encouragement Acrostic Poem
What Poetry Mean To Me: Encouragement
Published by Family Friend Poems April 2019 with permission of the Author.
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