Dear Friend,
I care not if this doesn't trend....
I have to air these thoughts out,
I feel that I should, without a doubt.....
I came--with my baggage,
A bit fearful and without courage.
Though, at first, I hesitated,
I decided sooner, I should get started.
I saw--your concise comments,
Read them during my soulful moments.
Encouraging words you sincerely offered,
When some would not at all have bothered.
I conquered-- all my worries and fears....
With much support from YOU and the rest of our peers
Because of you, I write, unmindful of the throes,
Jotting down all my joys, my pain and my woes.
Lovely soul, dear friend,
You and your words, indeed, are heaven-sent...
A spring to nourish your parched lands,
Arid winds kept at bay, far away from your bushlands.
Suffice it to say....
You always make my day.
Elizabeth Squires, this one's for you....
My way of saying, "Thank you!"
Sally
Copyright 2013
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
Sep 18, 2013
Sep 18, 2013 at 6:33 AM UTC
Dear Friend,
I care not if this doesn't trend....
I have to air these thoughts out,
I feel that I should, without a doubt.....
I came--with my baggage,
A bit fearful and without courage.
Though, at first, I hesitated,
I decided sooner, I should get started.
I saw--your concise comments,
Read them during my soulful moments.
Encouraging words you sincerely offered,
When some would not at all have bothered.
I conquered-- all my worries and fears....
With much support from YOU and the rest of our peers
Because of you, I write, unmindful of the throes,
Jotting down all my joys, my pain and my woes.
Lovely soul, dear friend,
You and your words, indeed, are heaven-sent...
A spring to nourish your parched lands,
Arid winds kept at bay, far away from your bushlands.
Suffice it to say....
You always make my day.
Elizabeth Squires, this one's for you....
My way of saying, "Thank you!"
Sally
Copyright 2013
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
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