Twinkle Twinkle, Miniscule Star ©

I've just had the most amazing notion.
It came so unexpectantly.
Whilst perusing others, works of art,
I could not ignore what was shouting at me.

There are so many inspirational verses,
such prose,
such emotional text.
How much better could their works have been,
if a "Rhyme" were not expected next?

And also, I couldn't help noticing,
some have a peculiar trait.
To sing the praise of their own craft,
a craft I once thought, out of date.

Until I saw how I could be moved.
Until I felt what the writer wrote.
Until I realised, I could Pause for thought.
Until I feeled(?), what the writer wrote.
Until I sensed, when the writer......
paused.
Until I grasped, for a little bit more.

And then reality set back in.
At a party we can be,
such a......
bore.

Think too deep, little ones, and you may never re-surface!