A single word;
a phrase or gesture
can trigger a feeling
of wondrous rapture.
To be told that you're worth
more than the drifting sands
that daily slip through
your trembling hands.
To be surrounded
by such appreciative people
makes me want to shout
from the highest steeple.
Words of thanks,
so loud that you all know,
that for you, the ink
will continue to flow.
Every word 
on every page
is written for you,
to last an age
and all I ask for
in return,
with humble grace,
is a smile on your face.
My words are my gift
to you, my friends.
May they touch you in ways
you can keep till the end.
Long may my poems
continue to impart
all the love that I feel
deep within my heart.
Written by Darren Scanlon, 13th May 2014.
Revised by Darren Scanlon, 18th June 2015.
©2015 Darren Scanlon. All rights reserved.

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