A poem about a poem

POEMS ARE THE FRIENDS…
By John McLeod

Poems are the Friends we make them
Expressing in words a thought
Of happiness, sadness, caring,
Experience dearly bought.

Poems have their own sweet language
That buds and comes to bloom,
Showing their many colours...
Light in a darkened room.

Poems let us say: "I love you…"
Poems let us say: "Goodbye…"
Poems can be strong, or gentle,
Raising a smile or sigh...

For poems are about our living
The road that we, daily, take,
Of Love and of selfless giving…
Poems


are the Friends we make!