My heart envisions what my eyes refuse to see. ~Poet Walter J Wojtanik
A master of words and a need to create,
describes the man to a tee.
Any stretch of his imagination
becomes a march to places
that neither street car nor train can take him.
It makes him change his thinking,
bringing all calls to share his mind
an invitation to become faint of heart or die.
© Copyright Walter J. Wojtanik 2013
Written for THE SUNDAY WHIRL – Wordle #100
My heart envisions what my eyes refuse to see. ~Poet Walter J Wojtanik
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