My Advice

As I've watch people give and take advice here is something I've perceived… Advice needs to be sincere when it is given and humble when it's received. I believe advice should cascade from ones lips like a snowfall to the young Drifting gently from above so they can catch some flakes upon their tongue. I create these little poems each day… I let them soar as each day dawns and sometimes I am pleasantly surprised how far these rhymes have gone. I recently received a comment from South Africa…a request to be precise from a little boy who wants to be a poet… and who asked for my advice. I wanted my advice to be, for him, both useful and appealing So I told him poetry is when you paint with words to express what you are feeling. I told him to keep a notebook by his side and when something elicits in him a smile or a frown To take it out…open it up and write that feeling down. And then I told him just to write…to write religiously… The words that pour from out his heart…will be is his poetry. He wrote back to say ‘thank you' and I wondered in one so young… how many of my words drifted down and landed on his tongue.