Thank You, Dear Poets - Poem by Shannon Chapel
Thank you to my poet friends
Whom I’ve met on this site.
Your inspiration never ends
Not morning, noon or night.
Your lovely words have made me smile
And some have made me cry.
I read your work, and all the while
My spirit’s flying high.
There’s Mary, C.J., Moya, too
And David Darbyshire.
There’s Ernestine, but I’m not through
More names I do require.
There’s Slimboydim and Denis Joe
And Jeremiah Shine.
There’s Herbert and Uriah, so
Each piece will be divine!
I’m sure there’s more whose work I love
Whose work has touched my soul.
But I’ve been robbed by those above
And each one’s played a role.
Each one of you have reached right through
This screen and stole my heart.
What you mean – I wish you knew
Mere words can not impart.
I thought that when I joined this site
That it would entertain.
But that was only partly right
Allow me to explain.
You’ve become real friends to me
Upon you I depend
To always write, thus guarantee
P.H. will never end.
So thank you so, my poet friends
You bring the world such joy
And in respect this poet sends
One I hope YOU’LL enjoy.
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