For All Poets
How lucky are we to have this gift of gabb
All writers’ rush to keep notes
With their pens and a pad
There are many that could never see
The wondrous talents of we
God gave this empowerment
For all of us to share
For lonely and empty hearted in despair
So never draw an end to your words
Because there are so many that it serves
We bring smiles and laughter abound
We bring noise where there was no sound
We bring comfort to the sad and the lost
We bring inspiration where there was exhaust
Words are a powerful instrument
Helping to heal the environment
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