When people ask me
Why poetry
Why not pick a paying professionTake hold this truth
That I'm laying on you
In which there is a valuable lessonIf you do what you like
You're going to find
Life holds treasure in wonderInstead of the dough
Taking you out in its tow
And then pulling you underWhen you're doing things
Think more the gifts they bring
And not money to be madeWhen people ask me
Why poetry
Do I really need to say
YOU ARE READING
Heart-Talk
SpiritualI am but a lowly instrument to the muses . This is life through my eyes, Welcome. ?