Thank You All
A true tale I will tell of an old timid man
Who was known for his strange, funny rhymes.
But his doggerel junk had this man in a funk
For he knew it would ne’r see the Times.
“Could he find someone kind who would help him,” he thought
“Are there those in this world who might care?”
Then a forum of poets, a quorum of "know its"
Gathered 'round who had oodles to share.
So he wrote; although scared, and they read, then they shared
Lots of tips that would help him along.
Now his humor still flows in both rhyme and in prose
But his meter and form are now strong.
Just imagine the shame, had this man quit the game
And just buried his gift way back then.
It took courage ‘tis true but the joy that he knew
Soon grew greater than gold in the end!
For the “Parable of the Talents” Contest
Sponsored by: Holly Primerano
September 20, 2018
Copyright © Dean Wood | Year Posted 2018
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