Try to understand anything without my ability.
Realistic communication would be hard without me.
Intelligent conversation would have no desirability.
Brilliant readers would be lost if they could never see.
United we all make writing poetry, beauty with dignity.
Take words, syllables, rhyme, and meter from thee.
Execution to any tribute would be impossibility.
Tell everyone that you may see; read all that he or she can.
Opposing or in favor of any topic, written in pen.
Prepositions, adverbs, descriptions are his or her tools.
Only their mind and intrepid soul can verse the truth or fantasy.
Every thought voiced whether heart broken or played as fools.
The poet completes all kinds’ imagery including horror or vanity.
Set forth for their readers emotions with or without certain rules.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You say it like it is Cecil, it is a blessed talent to have the gift of poetry and equally blessed to have readers who enjoy our work. Wonderful poem Cecil. Melvina