Your'E the Poet

We write of love, we write of glory, we develop heroes for our story. Heroines, damsels fill our dreams, desire and passion write in reams. We are consorts of the meek and the bold, in truth and honesty our words are sold. The ink we spill can tell no lies, injustice and hatred the pen openly defies. Sadness and joy two amenable friends, as memories and feelings flow from our pens. Admirers of beauty haters of waste, the stalwarts of nature we readily paste. Affairs of the heart we draw from our own, the kiss on the page is ever to roam. Born of the earth yet live in the stars, the fulfilment of dreams these sentences of ours.