This world can seem so scary

not everything is pixie dust and faries.

So much evil that we see in the media,

you don't beleive everything you see...do ya?

I find my escape in the stanzas and rhymes

when I read a good one there is  a pause in time. 

Think about my life and what it means to me

leads to my mind to grow like a blossoming tree.

What can we do but sit and pray

that these bad things aren't here to stay.

But we can open a book and read some words

that make us calm, like we are flying with birds.

I thank poetry for all that it's done for me,

nothing is going to make this world care free

but poetry makes it feel like it can be.