Ode To Poetrysoup
From whence come these words, this laud, this acclaim;
‘Tis true I can rhyme my thoughts, my feelings;
From whence comes this doorway, pathway to fame;
Honor thou offer - my heart is reeling;
From whence comes the care and grace of your praise;
‘Tis true I have sought to write for your vote;
From whence comes honor my poetry raised;
Judgment thou offer - a glorious note;
From whence comes acceptance deep in my soul;
‘Tis true now I bow on my bended knee;
From whence comes praise, for my heart is now full;
This laud I return, accept it I plead.
How do I thank thee; I do not have a way.
This humble thanksgiving, take it, I pray.
Copyright © Deb Radke | Year Posted 2010
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