Poetry by Daniel F Mitchell
Master of the Day
I am master of the day.
I am lord of all I survey.
The world is my subjugation.
I am a god in my own way.
My designs I cannot Suppress.
My yearnings I cannot redress
With anything but creation.
My passion is akin to madness.
~ Daniel F Mitchell
Where I Am Sown
Blessed be the flower of hope;
That sprouts roots in any soil,
With all weather willing to cope,
To reap the reward of toil!
I will feast on any table.
I will grow what can be grown.
I will bud as I am able.
I will bloom where I am sown.
~ Daniel F Mitchell
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