The Rescue Poem

I started writing a brand-new poem Not knowing what it might be about After no theme made itself known I almost tossed it out. After forgetting about it, I must confess I stumbled across this challenging contest Left in my mind there was no longer a doubt Ironically, the theme was almost tossing it out. It made me think about all those times I left unfinished a themeless rhyme Perhaps there are contests offering good homes For all of those almost tossed out poems. So, thank you, John, for rescuing me From almost tossing it out You breathed life into my dead poetry Now, if it wins, you will give it some clout.