A Thank You Note

An ode to poets who have been

Then stop to spend their time

Exposing what their souls have seen

Encasing them in rhyme

To see a black and yellow bird

Play she loves me loves me not

With sunflower petals picked

Or mayhap a weeping rose

In morning heavy dew

To fill another soul with joy

Is really nothing new

It's simply spending stolen time

and why I'm thanking you.

Reviews

[emmajoy]

' To see a black and yellow bird ~ Play she loves me loves me not ~ With sunflower petals picked ~ Or mayhap a weeping rose ~ In morning heavy dew '..
anyone who notices such gentle and beautiful actions deserves to be praised, enjoyed, remembered.

Happily sighing .. with thanks.

[Patrick]

im amazed that 18 people viewed this and didn't bother to leave a review...shame on them.
I stumbled across you...read a few things I was impressed by and then this one which has such a wondrous tone to it...that second verse is something else

'or mayhap a weeping rose'

great..thanks for writing.