Poet

In memory of Robert Lee Frost There are not words enough, To deeply say or yet express What comes to mind and know For my poem says it's best About my fellow poet. Honors were bestowed upon you For what you've said to us in words. yet it's not enough For what we read or heard About you my poet. Hope was very little proclaimed To a world filled with darkness and gloom. You used poetic expressive fame To light up even the darkest room My poet. And when you came to the end Of life's journey to be fold. You kept us going for years my friend Through your poetry and fame told My dear, dear, poet. (C) 1997 Poem in honor of my favorite poet