happiness is mine
ah but alas
sweet heaven divine
all praise be ye generously given
to the great author and final finisher
of each our finest forms of free willed
faith
for with God
alone
even in silence still there is sound
as thoughts practically sing
to thee so thrillingly aloud
come
allow me to play for you
yet a new untried hope
I too often myself
tend to hide behind the more vague
columns of my own indiscriminate verse
yet when I feel at best
decidedly
I bravely step out before them
(my words)
and pluck at the strings of such sweet
sentiment
sometimes managing to sicken
why even myself
oh at times
truly I tell you
'tis but a bedraggled gift..............
(May 18, 1999)