Dear Poetry Soupers

Dear Poetry Soup connoisseurs, and courageous ones sharing and learning There are those of you leaving me breathless with your best, I must confess Those vocabs astounds me to point of fixation, research, memorization Look at one poet's, "serendipitous" I now know they're lover of words without obsession Dear me, I arrived at Soup, hoping my hobby would bud, but it blossomed There are countless connoisseurs I wish to thank; some have graced us with contest Now and then I think of joining them, but it's yet spring of my blossoming My name is Iris, and there'll be more thoughts on us soupers. *