A poet writes thanks
He knows where he ranks
He is not all bluff
Nor all fluff
He puts in words, romance
His love to sing and dance
His duty to the Father and
To his fellow man
Especially those who need help
He’ll do all he can
We do not know the end
We have no time line
Live, we say, to the fullest
Every day of our lives
Look on the fringes
Help is always needed
If we can help out, then
We can say we succeeded.
It is easy to fail, but easier
To stand and go at it again
Some will say no, while
Others will say I can.
We are given help in
Knowing what to say
This is serious business
We have no time to play
Stanski
January 22, 2024, ^
Steve Haarman 