A Letter Of Gratitude. Poem by kinuthia david

If you wonder, how;
I came to write this down
my heart, the part of gratification,
it couldn't help but to feel bound
to scribble-down a'few words for gratification,
-to tell you congratulations
for none of your work went to vain
and this calls for more than celebrations
it is meant to ease the worst of your pain
Oh, and when hit by tribulation,
you should never feel frail,
as you made me hale while i was frail,
risked your head to get me back on trail
even when fast towards us it came, the train,
a train of misfortune and heart-seizure.
However though,
gratitude is the thing with no measure
and i hope this brings a smile, the pleasure,
that you had lost, when we were under pressure,
and i mean to add on you no pressure,
to me,
and the many like me, you are like treasure.