To place the words,
                           upon the page,
                                    does delight,
                                 to lie within
                         the poet’s mind.
                           to share your self.
        To see the patterns of your footsteps.
             To know the glories of if,
                      and paint the words on such a canvas,
                                  a fool-hardy feathery display.
                             I show You, my poetry.