I joined Poemia not sure
Of what I should expect
All your kindness and warmth
Made me feel so at home,
When I felt lost and alone
You gently drew me in
I carried a way of long ago
Spoke of your poems time and again,
Each of your creations I love
Like you're Angels from above
As every new poet I chance to read
We begin to fill each others need,
This saying I'll pass onto thee...
Let not thy quill be still
Let not your ink well run dry
Be blessed in all you do
Unto thy craft always be true.
JJSweets 08Dec19 19:5
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