John Mccornack And Me

It started as I whim it seems Right out of the blue For John had a website I really liked it too. He had music and pictures A story he would create Poetry he added also It seemed to be our fate. I sent a poem to him one day He added and sent it back I okayed the poem in the site And that, as they say, was that. I sent him poems for eleven years We even stopped to see him And his wife, Elaine, in Oklahoma A sort of friendship then would stem. So if you wonder why so many poems Now you can truly see How they came to grow and grow Because of John McCornack and me.