An Open Message....

AN OPEN MESSAGE For poet poet himself All about my true invitation and your brave adaptation Dear poet poet, sir I´ll treat you here delicious ginger-ale cocktail, no beer but never shake, just stir Here I cite your precious words, your addition with some rendition to my poem submission An Essay Poem about Love, not ´bout birds you said that sounded truly sad amongst other, please don´t bother poet poet, he said these important words to me, to us all: - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - YOU DID WELL TO INVITE ME BUT I SEE YOU HAVE NOT ACKNOWLEDGED ANY ONE SAD SEE YOU MAY BE COUNTING STARS 18 HERE AT LEAST SO BE happy poetess ye be thank everyone will now ye - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - his Comment (here above) you can read this in my poem AN ESSAY POEM ABOUT LOVE - by Sylvia Frances Chan- Mom´s child oft wild, which stars do you mean? on the Southern hemisphere or on the Northern stratosphere? or just around your misty atmosphere you know, there are too many stars especially, now during these cold wars SO BE content poet poet ye be thank everyone will now me.... I reckon the best interpreted by the poet poet himself, that´s it! please, do enjoy, these words are from my wall you have had fun, I´ll stand my tall sure this is no pun Dear God, if Thou permit me like Hiskia, i present Thee this is all about poet poet, he be.... P.S. I had been thinking a few days to submit this or not and I put this to the Lord´s feet like Hiskia ever did, so this OPEN MESSAGE is now here posted, the best wishes from ©Sylvia Frances Chan