few see the world as a poet does
And when our hearts grow too large
The doctors will ponder how this came to be
And when our hearts break within the beating
The doctors will ponder how this came to be
When the only answer is a simple answer
He is a poet, and a poet’s heart is different
Few hearts see as much love and pain in one lifetime
For few see the world as a poet does.

Me (PoetDreamer) looking back at my poetry last year…  (via poetdreamer)