A line of rhyme by Michael Healy

Not often do I have the time

To sit and read a line of rhyme

The Poet’s thoughts now put to paper,

To enjoy the feel, the flow and savour,

Each word linked carefully with the next

Combined with care to form the text

That paints its picture in the mind

And lets the stress of life unwind

That lifts the soul and gladdens the heart;

The poet’s gift has played its part.

Michael Healy