Worth its While (a simple little poem about a simple little poem)

This poem, modest at its best

Will never win a prize

But it is just a small hello

In a world full of good-byes

This verse is just a little hug

Across the miles and years

To touch you where you are, my love

And kiss away your tears

This poem is a sort of thanks

A kindly wish, a prayer

In case this is my final chance

To let you know I care

And if perhaps it fills your heart

With sunshine of a smile

Then this poem has done its part

To make it worth its while

© Janet Martin