A poem's a fragile thing,
but oh the joy that words can bring!
it makes the heart and soul to sing,
it's like an eagle on the wing.
Poems can hurt the wounded one,
before the  summer's day is done;
before the setting of the sun,
before the battle's ever won.
A poem's a fragile thing,
it will lift you up or bring you down;
words can make you feel just like a king,
or cause you to think, you're just a clown.
Poets are the healers and the fighters,
they'll mend your wounds and sorrow;
they are the soulful, caring writers,
helping you to face tomorrow.
A poem's a fragile thing,
but they speak to generations;
it is the music of the soul they bring,
to every person, of all nations.