Ylana Maya - 52 Week Challenge, Week 1

Week 1

Write a poem, style of which... you decide!


Able to
Create a way of
Remembering
Other
Sorts and
Types of
Incredible
Creations,

Patterns
Of which
Every
Thought is
Rhythmically
Yours to remember



To be
Happy
As
Never
Known

Yet to be
Overly
Understanding





Taken from:
The 52-Week Challenge
Different types of poems




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