Dear Nancy

I don't even count yet as work-in-progress--
still writing my first few lines.
Call me a 'preliminary'.

Inspiring you?  I really can't--
I struggle, most of the time.

Correct words are pure gems,
hidden in mysterious ocean-depths.
I could never reach there-
I can't swim.

You have the passion and the talent
and I  eagerly await your writings.
Put your trust in yourself alone.

I remain
yours truly
P