To Start Each Day Anew
There exists a poet monster, the killer of dreams.
Hopes to crush her, tis his daily scheme.
As if she never met a poison snake in her life?
Toddler antics, bring her zero, if any strife.
She ‘s worked with children of all ages.
Horrid, his hate, he can’t turn the pages.
She prays he will learn to just lighten up.
But bitter only words, only fall from his cup.
Take no harshness from any poet here.
Your life’s precious moments, far more dear.
Many of our dear fathers, passed long ago.
We need not another~ to tell us what’s so!
So many poets here, sweet as the best candy.
They make our days, sunshiny and dandy.
Don’t get off track by personalities, a few…
Give them your blessing, start the day anew!
Great men are humble, no need to be leader
of groups.
Only those with empty souls, form avoid another
poet troops.
12/9/2022
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2022
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