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This Writer's Vision

Its my heart that writes the poetry 
Though my hand might hold the pen 
The words flow from the heartstrings 
Speak of you, of them, of when 

It seems that every word I write 
Is heard first in my soul 
Theyíve made it past the bridge of sighs 
To the page that is their goal

Poem by Alice C. Bateman
More of Alice's Work can be seen at
The Writers Voice