The Soup For Me

I was once, a few years ago, Searching for a site through which my words would flow And Lo! Google sent me to the Soup Wow, the site's instructions was for me, a scoop I could write my own, read those of others, win, even lose Why, here, on the soup, I would be always, in connection with my muse The Soup is for me, a way to calm my inner storm Writing, letting it all flow, in whichever theme that I deem, does be my norm The Soup is for me, a way to share to the world, my talent Why, I trust born was I, to be a poet, even if I became such in invent The Soup is for me, a way to feel proud of what makes up my mind, my heart To be appreciated, by great people from all over the world, does be, so coziest! The Soup has become for me, my second home, my temple It is where I thrive, where I confess all of my whims and let go of my daily battle! So, I come here as much as I can And contribute to make poetry still, today, stand in good hand! I come here because it is now part of life Without the soup, why, I trust I would be ill in health! Praise be to the guardians of poetry Praise be to you, makers of poetry, beautiful minds imbibed with creativity! From the Soup, I want naught but more opportunities to write Yes, more opportunities to read and cause the hearts of humanity, to ignite! From the Soup, I want continuity Indeed, a great site it is for me, a site full of virtuosity!