I wish I could spend every moment
every moment here with you...
reading all your words,
each line and sentiment
words of love and anger, longing and despair,
words of compassion,
of confusion and fear
all your words of pleading,
all your words of prayer
though the page begs me to stay and read
time will not allow...
it simply won't stand still
it's counting every second,
counting them with speed
so much here to read but so little time
feeling guilty if I do,
more so if I don't
lured by the richness,
seduced by the rhyme
knowing they're here for me to find
I hate to miss the diamonds
or overlook the gold
dabs of wisdom,
nubbins of wit of the rarest kind
it would be an extraordinary coup
giving time
and
contemplation to them all
reading each one,
reading the whole way through
though that's what I'd love to do
I can't seem to find the time
so I'll read on,
it may only be a few
but I'll give my full commitment
while I savor every word,
each deep-felt thought
of those I discover
by happy accident
because I treasure what you share
gifted writers that you are
gifted writers...
poets extraordinaire
A bit of fun with rhyming and (attempted) rhythm. :-) Hoping it's not too sappy.