Admiration Contemplation
I wish I could write like Lydi,
her flow is unsurpassed.
I wish I could write like Cherry,
indigenous creatures would be unmasked.
I’d give anything to write like Ruby
with honor and feelings, deep.
If I could write more like Brandy
into my heart more love would seep.
If I could picture scenes like dear Jean
there’d be no moribund moments in my writes.
If I could share desires like Tracey
I’d have much more action in my nights.
If I possessed the heart of Ms. Julie
love would stream on quite endlessly.
If I shared the perspectives of Reverend Mark
I could readily embrace more normalcy.
Were I able to weave stories like my friend Tom
folks would sit up and clamor for more.
If my glasses were rose colored like Rosella’s
feel good pieces would not be such a chore.
If my relationship with God mirrored Debera’s
I’d better know where my mortal soul is bound.
My devotion is strong but, unlike AmazingKate’s,
I still have a deeper message to be found.
I guess these wishes are okay, but they’re not realistic
since the vault I pull from is one of a kind.
My creations, though different, still tickle my fancy
it’s my fervent hope that Bonnie and the crew won’t mind.
By AlwaysMyWords
© 2011 AlwaysMyWords
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