In Poet's Pen Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

In poet's pen, words overflow,
Even if tide is high or low,
The ink implements work of art
That comes right from the author's heart,
Painting every phrase, line or row.

Grandma Mel makes the zephyr blow
In the piece displayed in a show,
Allowing the craft to impart,
In poet's pen.

The views of online opus grow,
Even if connection is slow,
The readers have begun to start,
As sadness and distress depart.
Dawn will break again tomorrow,
In poet's pen.

Topic: Birthday of Sis. Melita Pilon (March 10)