Down To Last Verse At The Wire Poem by Terence George Craddock

I share the sentiments of a rhyming buff
the joy of writing pages of poetical stuff
told by friends family to give writing away
in my head verse lines images invading stay
I have a great hope I declare tell you this day

my hopes to be writing on final curtain fall day
in my head if hand cannot move eyes cannot see
if you see me smiling pleased know I am eyes free
be sure a poem enters exits my thoughts with ease
with exciting thrilling ease last lines must squeeze

Copyright © Terence George Craddock