The abbot is a saintly man.
He praises me because I can
transcribe and illustrate the word.
So that the gospel may be heard
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Right on Ivor! ! ! Each time you write a poem i think is your greatest; you surpass it now with this, your latest! ! ! Keep em rolling! ! Thad
AA... I remember you. I liked some of your poems. I liked this one too. It has a simple style and pace, yet through simple words you tell us his keilaidescope of dreams, worries, and thought... that draws us to him like a friend, willing to listen to this little boy. I loved this stanza: Where we are placed in the great scheme. but still I am allowed to dream and in my dreams I’m tall and strong I need no crutch to get along. Because, simply because, its beautiful. This little boy is so smart, so brilliant, he's able to write, transcribe gospels, which is so rarely heard of. Yet when he shares this stanza, he shows his vunerabiity, his little dreams and fears, like our deams and fears, that every single person can relate to. Nice and tidy.: D
i love poem written from personal experience. so much for us to know. keep on ivor.
Wonderful Poem Ivor, I guess everyone has secret Dreams so a lot of people will relate to this very poignant and well written piece. Thank you for sharing it. Take care and have fun, all the best. David
Very nice Ivor, This flowed very well I agree with you, we all have a special talent given to us by god, a special deed that we shall accomplish when the time is right, but untill then we must be patient. Again, very nice write my friend. 'Keep on inking the pages' Poison
Poet, this poem is 'BRILLIANT' You write MASTERPIECES. BRAVO, BRAVO....