There is time to love my heart calls yet my love is pure and her name is poetry I have written to devote my life to her and make her proud of my words
Time will never diminish me as poetry holds me in it's wonder and her loving arms will one day make me a man
She was the one that helped me stand up when all was lost and I had fallen down without her sweet breath I would not sing for she became my melody and saviour
This is my gift to you this is my heart telling this is what I become your poet and love