Dear Poetry

It’s true

I’ve been in love with you

Since I learned to read,

Words, I loved,

To write and read,

To express and learn

To build a world of mine

With words and only words.

Yet, today, I fail

To express my unwavering love for you

In words rhyming and fancy

Exuding with charm and grace.

Together we may not be the best

Or perfect

But, you are the companion I seek

When I am lost.

I will be lost forever

Like a floating rock in the space

If not for you

And that’s true,

So very true.

Thank you, dear poetry

For filling the void

All these years.

I promise to be there

with a pen and a paper in my hand 

and musings worthy of you in my mind

for years to come.