You Will Remember My Lines, My Verse Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

You will remember my lines, my verse
Perhaps not every one but most perhaps
And will remember the emotions that
I with every word and line aroused in you:
And when thus roused you could look in your soul
And speak with it and hear it reply:

Then feel I, like to old Merlin - as of old
I go to ancient days and rites and times
And with my magic wand more color breed
And with my lyre more verses chant and sing

And then
When times comes that the lyre stops
And sound of the voice is silent still
And silent is the song that used to chant
Then look inside you and feel-
And then
You will know what a Poet is and means!