I Wanted a Poem, Like This One

O, Mes Cher Amis! Such, I wanted A poem, so sweet, like this one; A poem, so beautiful, like a fir That grows and suits all seasons. A poem so well penned; its words, Sinking into the Earth’s heart year by year And the rhyming, like a birdsong Flowing into me above other forms. Ahh, I can feel the words chime, Digitally reaching for my passion And heading for the understanding That will hold my weary spirit. If I sense the world is streaming down Or, when the yellow orb won’t shine on, Will you take me without doubt and then Uplift me, from great pain to this poem That covers me like fine clothing--- We share, as the wind its gentle breeze, As the wild dandelion its yellow hues, As the Mother Earth its carpet of green? Oui, Mes Cher Amis! Such, I wanted A poem, like this one; a poem that will Always be sweet and beautiful, like you Whenever I’m in the pangs of loneliness.