There Is A Poem Out There Today

There is a poem out there today
  that hasn't yet come out to play;
           a pause for thought,
           a moment's sigh,
  on just...such a thoughtful day.

Buds of May are blown up wild and gay
  ready to play and show the way;
           a thought forgot,
           that floats up high,
  it might, or not, have something to say.

The poem that grows in the misty spray,
  like vanishing vapours on the bay;
           pluck out and sort,
           arrange and tie,
  for me to enjoy, a sweet nosegay.

There is a poem out there today
  that hasn't yet come out to play;
           forget me not,
           the wind is high,
  I hope it falls and blows this way.

~Paige Chia~

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