Life without poetry is like soil without rain
Leaving land barren and nature in pain
Life without verses leaves us thirsty and dry
Relying on memories, only making us cry

Life without words is like bread without butter
Our brains are a jumble of thoughts we cant utter
Unscramble the past, and find peace in the Now
Picture the beauty of blossom on bough

Use all the senses, the touch and the smell
Feel the way back from where we all fell
Let us fill up the pen with scarlet red ink
Write lines in colour and join up the link

Life without poetry is a bell without ring
So put down the words when we burst into spring!

Maggie