someone out there, first round

Written by: joy bohland

When I write
Someone reads
when I read
Someone listens.

My words 
are just words
that entered your eyes
then stepped into your mind
and stayed in your heart.
You do with those words
what you decide,
my words  
are now not words
but art.

And I thank you
I deeply thank you:
Someone out there.

My words 
began as feelings 
as real as 
objects that controlled my mind
to the point that they spilled onto paper.

It was my job, my occupation, to create the scene
to enliven them so you could understand
and you do, 
Someone out there.

Someone out there
values my hard work,
my viewpoint, my artistic side
and I thank you
I thank you
Someone out there
with nothing less than my words.