Mario William Vitale is a twentieth century poet. He has developed a style of free verse. Has written over one thousand poems.

She had big eyes
 Sweet soft reply like nectar
 Hands, feet & face
 Her hair would flow with a trace
 Loved to be loved in a world so very cold
 She humbly kept a diary
 To capture her imainery friend
 A sweet loving angel whom she can depend
 Spent hours in her garden
 Touching the lavender and strawberries to
 Juliet there is a star in your eyes girl
 Her sweet kisses was in her granmothers wishes
 She was a true poet of her own
 Spent most of her time staying home all alone
 Yet outside lurked a frightful demon
 Who taunted Juliet which left her screaming
 The demon attacked her many times alone
 Until the very day she called upon her imaginery friend
 With its appearing the demon disappeared from sight
 Falling head long to the edge of the night
 To call upon her friend for that is her right

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