The Muse Poem by Vera Sidhwa
The Muse
The Muse from Heaven,
He never denied me,
The stuff Muses do.
It prodded me on,
When I was low.
He pushed me ahead to victory.
This Muse never had to be fed,
Or taken care of.
It just gave me talent to write.
One day, I turned around from my work,
And gave the Muse lots of thanks.
In turn, he gave me inspiration.
Tuesday, May 5, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: talent
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