Dec 2013
dearest friends,
thy works along
with many others here
are butter to my bread,
they bring my daily cheer.
and even though
not every poem,
to my great joy
a few become
my jam instead.
for fifty, sixty,
seventy hours a week,
i toil away my days,
and earn my paltry keep.
with good bread i'm fed
i've no complaint,
but with thy poems
life's dryness flees;
tis each of thee's,
thy words, thy rhymes,
these cause my pause,
to deeply ponder,
this daily wander.
tis these thy writes,
that tops my bites,
with spread
that makes,
my daily bread
more sweet!
thy works along
with many others here
are butter to my bread,
they bring my daily cheer.
and even though
not every poem,
to my great joy
a few become
my jam instead.
for fifty, sixty,
seventy hours a week,
i toil away my days,
and earn my paltry keep.
with good bread i'm fed
i've no complaint,
but with thy poems
life's dryness flees;
tis each of thee's,
thy words, thy rhymes,
these cause my pause,
to deeply ponder,
this daily wander.
tis these thy writes,
that tops my bites,
with spread
that makes,
my daily bread
more sweet!
Post script.
this little ditty, inspired by Nat, who i have come to deeply appreciate in ways he probably does not even know, but also to each of you who share with me, with us all, your daily triumphs and struggles, your thoughts and musings, some dark, some bright, the way that you smith these into verse, prose, meter and rhymes... whether in simplicity or eloquence does not matter much to me, for it is that you share... and, that you care, care enough to write beautiful, encouraging responses, comments, often humorous, sometimes serious, many as ponderous as any prose...
all... Holiday Joys to you with my heartfelt gratitude!
your writing and reading friend,
Stephen Reimer
this little ditty, inspired by Nat, who i have come to deeply appreciate in ways he probably does not even know, but also to each of you who share with me, with us all, your daily triumphs and struggles, your thoughts and musings, some dark, some bright, the way that you smith these into verse, prose, meter and rhymes... whether in simplicity or eloquence does not matter much to me, for it is that you share... and, that you care, care enough to write beautiful, encouraging responses, comments, often humorous, sometimes serious, many as ponderous as any prose...
all... Holiday Joys to you with my heartfelt gratitude!
your writing and reading friend,
Stephen Reimer
