to sit and sew my fragile thoughts so filled with
unquenchable thirst
provides me with the greatest pleasure so much so
I feel as if I'm about to burst
for this gradual gift that has been so generously
bestowed upon me
I give my deepest thanks
Certainty never came to light with my first year's
attempts that so resembled pranks
not poems but shadows of words that seemed to struggle
to rhyme
but somehow GOD seen fit to give them maturity and
volume with the natural progression of time
he took a magical moment from his brilliantly busy
schedule to answer a sullen, secret prayer of mine
and that graciously gave me more than I could ever
hope for
like experience
depth
sense of self
wisdom and meter for the flow in a poetic line....
( written Jan. 12, 1993 am)