Dear Walt Whitman,
You were born in 1819 and yet you find a way to capture the feelings and hearts of people even still. Your way with free verse is beautiful. Your words awaken the sleepiest parts of my heart and soul, and revive me. Your poetry re-instills in me hope, love, a longing to understand the world. You encourage me in a way no one else can. You push me to think and explore, and to wonder and to question.
I love how human you are in your writing.
You suggest one thing, and refute it.
You question the acts of people, animals and plants alike.
You marvel at things.
You experienced things I will only ever dream of.
If you were here, I would be first in line to meet you.
Nikki
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