If my prose, <br />Did not generate laughter. <br />Should a seed sown, <br />Not finally grow. <br /> <br />Should one little girl in a world alone, <br />Catch just one glimmer of hope, <br />My face shall surely glow. <br /> <br />My earth's journey thought brief, <br />Providence planned it out. <br />For I might have given hope to an angel, <br />But for my prose, would have done without.<br /><br />Barry A. Lanier<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/b-my-prose/
