My Little Wish For Poetry Soup

Too many poets, and so little time Yet joined together, in this world of rhyme A little peek here, a little peek there We surely touch lives, as our souls we bare It shouldn’t matter, the country or race Or that all we see, is each other’s face What matters are words, that capture our dreams They do grace our souls, the world better seems Words that can touch, are the words that can heal Words that embrace, make us able to feel This place gives solace, this place gives a smile When the world is cruel, this place is worthwhile There are some problems, we aren’t divine But friendships formed are so precious, so fine I come to escape, I come here to grow You touch my poor heart, much more than you know Let’s guard this place; put around it a hedge Be kind to each other, make this our pledge Poet dreamers, we all seek the ideal So please strive to love, for that makes life REAL Eileen Manassian Ghali