I’m thankful I write poetry and write it on the spot,
The winsome words just come to me and help me out a lot…
The rhymes are structured to appear, conformed by syllables,
That’s how I’ve written year by year to write these miracles…
For who knows what these poems bring? What wonders will they weave?
What joy of life or songs to sing God only could conceive…
And when He helps the poets write, I stand in total awe,
Then plead with God by day and night, Lord, help me write some more!
It’s then I know, God’s heard my prayer, it’s proved this very day,
Because these words I seek to share are simply here to stay…
I wish that all could write as well, what tales we’d have, dear friends!
For each would have their tales to tell, because love never ends…
It’s here right now, I feel it’s close, it’s truly beautiful…
It’s like a light that never goes, it’s undeniable…
Love has a magic all its own, a power none should fight…
And blessed are those to whom God’s shown the words that they must write!

Denis Martindale April 2018.