Maureen

Dear Maureen Fellow poet If I were green Would you know it!?? You have a gift It’s clear to see Your poems are swift But, you “see” me I’m pleased to know I’ve caught your eye But running low On muse supply I can’t begin To comprehend How, such a talent Could squeeze me in How could it be You find the time And gracefully Address my rhymes Though not your taste Not your style My words, won’t waste They make you smile Perhaps it’s small But not to me Your words are all I need to see Thank you, friend