Mirror Mirror

There's nothing I can do that cannot be done,
no words left to rhyme that have not yet come
to the world builders and dream fillers...
to the poetic tillers of our lexicon.

To the Edgars and Walts of years gone by...

To the Bards that have led our way...

To the Johns who have helped to tell us why...

To the Pauls of yesterday...

To the best and brightest beside me today,
may these lessor words echo the thoughts you convey.
And reflect to the eyes of my prized passers by,
the infinite beauty of far greater lines.

The infinite beauty of true poetry.