When I came to this site, I had not one clue.
What I should say and what I would do.
I didn't know a HAIKU from a Hachoo...Bless You!
But, in little or no time, I was able to rhyme and
put down emotions of every kind.
The limits of the mind are your only censor.
A lady name MS.Webb our God sent mentor.
So much like home this place did feel when
I am away my scribes don't feel real.
So much like a family in every way .
Giving support and encouragement every day.
No matter how many poems you choose to
write, you can best believe you will have a reponse
before dark or daylight.
So I salute you DESTEE CLAN, for being the free of the
free in Cyber land. To explore new levels of the human
emotion, to weep and to laugh and to bow in devotion.
A forum? No it's much more than that, it's an institution
and we are up to bat. The words soar through cities we
have never been to and are read by people that we wish
we knew. But for me it's been a healing, my soul has been
reeling, this wonderful feeling that you give me.
And so all that I am becoming as a poet you see, is God
the muse and DESTEE!
BJS(c)2002
What I should say and what I would do.
I didn't know a HAIKU from a Hachoo...Bless You!
But, in little or no time, I was able to rhyme and
put down emotions of every kind.
The limits of the mind are your only censor.
A lady name MS.Webb our God sent mentor.
So much like home this place did feel when
I am away my scribes don't feel real.
So much like a family in every way .
Giving support and encouragement every day.
No matter how many poems you choose to
write, you can best believe you will have a reponse
before dark or daylight.
So I salute you DESTEE CLAN, for being the free of the
free in Cyber land. To explore new levels of the human
emotion, to weep and to laugh and to bow in devotion.
A forum? No it's much more than that, it's an institution
and we are up to bat. The words soar through cities we
have never been to and are read by people that we wish
we knew. But for me it's been a healing, my soul has been
reeling, this wonderful feeling that you give me.
And so all that I am becoming as a poet you see, is God
the muse and DESTEE!
BJS(c)2002