Draw

I asked ChatGPT to write me a poem
to my surprise it said “sure”
and I gave my criteria

The poem appeared
and I actually liked it
Here is a sample
edited solely for brevity

Turning trees whisper ancient lessons—
every gold-touched ending a doorway,
every breath of change
is a vow the world makes.

I feel your presence like a lantern
glowing just beyond the mist—
not yet seen, but sensed,
like a memory from a life I’m still walking toward.

I step across the trembling edges,
letting the wind rearrange my shadows,
letting the earth rewrite my pulse.

I laugh at the absurdity
the way it wrote this so quick
the way the sky made me glad

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