A Poet's Place In the Sun
Like a seedling reaching for
the sun's warm rays,
Each of you helped me to find
my poetic way.
I peeked out, apprehensively.
Yet you danced and shouted,
"Hurray, hurray! Come, with us
and pen your way!"
I still am growing word by word,
Sometimes words flow, other
times, so incredibly slow.
So many times, I desired to stop.
My pen covered and wet with salty
teardrops.
I had to grow here and accept
some poet friends abandon you.
But new ones constantly pop up!
God has seen to it that through
your love, I shan't give up!
I have received the most loving
soupmails from those who see
my potential.
Raising my thoughts to things,
celestial.
Those have spurred me on to
reach that zenith...
I once thought was unachievable,
thank you.
And may your poetic works be
more than just dreamable!
With my love and respect,
~Panagiota Romios~
September 18, 2019
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