A poem exists
somewhere in space and time
until the poet pens the rhyme.
A poem is born
when the poet's soul writes it
in the poet's mind.
A poem lives
when the reader intones it.
Gratitude List for 3 Baha
Today I am thankful ... ...that my Bank of America checking account isn't overdrawn today. ...for fresh brewed coffee on this beautiful spring morning. ...that I have $9.31 in my Vindale Research account. ...for the marshmallow dream bar I have to go with my coffee. ...that I have 655 points in my Survey Junkie account. ...for the homemade sweet tea I had this afternoon.
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