O' Dear Poets, Let True Pens Dance

O' Dear Poets, Let True Pens Dance O' dear poets, hold sweet and true to thy calls Let not rejection's dark, lead hearts astray Not into realms of drought stricken pitfalls Nor in shallow vessels of weakened clay! Stay dear poets, with kindness sent this sad world Keen unto love, hope and mercy's great gifts Pen to let magnificent words be hurled In soul's fine music that cheers and uplifts! O' dear poets, grace us with joyful heart's glee Dance below moon's gleam cast lights thus given For these gifts setting us apart and free Bring us to gates of paradise liven'! O' dear poets, buckle belts, greet all as friend We are waves splashing hope until the end! Robert J. Lindley, 1-05-2017 Sonnet Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 Total # Syllables: 140 Total # Words: 112