Hole In Skies

Hole In Skies When you really think you are wise Hole will appear in middle of skies And ray of hope have am inclined Won't want to leave poems behind. Ray did descend in a poem form So in your live can start a storm Desire to write poems of your own After finding yourself fully grown. God gave me a Christmas present In form of ray of light incandescent But have found out there is a glitch You must be sure to turn on switch. Switch does exists deep in your soul And God gave you His greatest goal With infinite amount of poems surrounded And great to Him all of them sounded. All you have to do is write them down Then spread on internet and town You can even join a great group They started calling Poetry Soup. Jim Horn Am approaching my 3100th poem.