Someday, they will call me "Poet".
To see my name among the greats
that have come before me.

But today, today is not the day.
For my thoughts are scattered,
my mind undisciplined.

I hear the voices of inspiration.
They show me the words,
but not the way.

For that, I must find on my own.
The way to bring music to words,
the way to touch the soul.

Only then, will I have earned
the name of "Poet".

Copyright 2004 Vicki Mae Schaffer