A Poet To

At one time in my life

I was all lost and gone

All that remained was a sad blue song

With a good and strong heart

I kept myself going

Pushing ahead , not really knowing

Where I was bound in life's lost and found

Then one day I stopped to pray

I asked God to send me a friend

He sent me you , A poet to

Someone who would understand

To write like this is more then a gift

I'm a tool in a larger hand

He holds you to

And I know this  is true

Together we'll make a stand

               Rick Rhythm Williams

International Poetry Convention Washington D.C

           International Society of Poets   (c)1993