FOR THE LOVE OF POETRY
If you have a romantic heart and poetry flows,
It becomes part of you and sometimes even prose
Glides from the mind like some pure spring of life,
Relieving the soul and mind of heartache and strife.
Ideas born in the active mind escape in poetry form
As pleasant as a lovely sunrise on some sweet morn,
Sending rays of sweet love around to all far and wide,
For the love of poetry when it flows you cannot hide.
Love of nature, family, friends and God’s goodness
Gives poetry an escape where words flow to bless,
To praise and to honour all the gifts given liberally
And so sweet gratitude is wonderfully set free.
Find time to read a poem, then try and write a line or two
And the words will flow like water from deep within you,
Somewhere in every living soul is the gift of creativity,
Art, crafts, sewing are all forms of a type of dear poetry.
Seek out and find what the Lord has given you to bless
Those around you, then give thanks and His name confess,
See in a piece of driftwood beauty, make it or write poetry,
Somewhere in all of us are talents waiting to be set free.
(Millicent) Ann Margetson 30 May 2005