THE UNSEEN HAND
THE UNSEEN HAND
The world reads my written word -
When it sometimes strikes a chord
It then appreciates and applauds...
Tho' a helping hand does guide me -
An unseen helping hand ......
The grace of the Muse moves me -
To pen poems pensive which may
Tell of thoughts not easy to say...
The unseen hand helps heal my heart -
So it does its part to make me whole
And pen poetry..... language of the soul.