This was a project I did basically during the pandemic. I started writing a poem a day. Once ‘real life’ started again it got harder to write everyday, which is interesting.
kindred hearts
to laughs and grins
we raise a glass
worth more than gold
silver or cash
to look around
the room and see
kindred hearts
the place to be
You laughed at my poems
You laughed at my poems
I still hear you sneer
I can’t help but say it
You hurt me my dear
You think they don’t matter
They won’t win a prize
But I still respect them
Does that surprise?
I call them silly
I probably should not
These poems, I love them
Oh the riches they’ve brought
Some have helped others
Some make me laugh
They’ve helped me to see
I’m not less than or half
We all need a way
To find who we are
To know in our heart
We shine like a star