That’s what I all care,
For the day ain’t very vast.
It’s a symphony to begin with,
Leading to being a full cast.
The cast maybe good or alright,
What do I care?
The day needs to move,
For,
That’s what I all care.
The moon isn’t shining much brightly tonight,
It will do so tomorrow.
As the night passes into day,
Dusk into the dawn,
A poet is an artist,
Who represents it all.
The care needed and to say it aloud,
Is what is it demands,
Well, that’s what it is,
And that’s what I all care for.
Adios!

A poet to an artist………brilliantly said.
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