Prose Appreciation

So many beautiful words come pouring out

  So many writers write what life is about

            So much to read and to appreciate

Wish I'd come here sooner, I'm a little 

                    bit late.

        I feel like a child in a candy store

I am back again just to read a little more

        Holy guacamole I just looked at 

                  the time

The sun makes a debut as I devour one 

                       more line.

There are so many that I still haven't read

   I try to tell myself it's time to lay down 

              my head

Discipline has never been so easy for me

      I breathe in the words and then I bleed                        out poetry.

I don't want to miss not even one little gem

     So many people have the magic in 

             their pen

Emptiness is filled up by the words in rows

     Spilling into my eyes from the hearts of                        these Prose.

(Here's to all the Prose who have already amazed me 

    and another to the others I have yet to discover...)