Mystified

You called it "my" poem You're exactly right Because you were in my mind When I sat down to write I remembered many times When your poems I read The words to several of them Swirl round and round inside my head No need to talk about each one Or about what they have to say That type of discussion Is better saved for another day Sometimes things are better When details are left out Learning to read between the lines Will tell you what it's all about Mystery is good for the soul As it can keep one guessing Probably in our own way That could really be a blessing 11-11-18/RjH