Who was I before I
got here..just a mumble
jumble of words-
I couldn't create a rhyme
fit to feed the lil' birds
Oh sure, Roses are red and
violets are blue
So how was I to come up
with anything new?
I thought it had all
been said-it had all
been written
But by the poetry bug
I was surely bitten-
There's Andrew and Kickit
and Niah for sure
And Jeddah, and Silentstorm
who opened the door-
Yes there is Pilgrim and
Billiegirl who think my
words are fine
It's because of these friends
I can snatch up a rhyme
Oh Fellsman so wise and Dabomb
so smart
From their talent I was inspired
to make this start-
Beautifulyou and Cat oh I
can barely say it
And Mac and Swade knows I'll
never fake it-
Oh these poet friends have
touched my heart
And a hundred others have
made their mark
Oh Hank and Witchy you've
made me blush
And Christian so true
with words so just
Some are here, many are
gone
But their rhymes are solid
their words are song
Oh, I can ony say that I
tried to dig down deep
I tried to write the words
that would soar and never
sleep
But mabey one day..perhaps
far in time
A soul will stumble accross
this poets rhyme..
They'll want to know who
inspired me so
My Poet Friends..to you
they'll go..