Somewhere during our journey
for reasons of fate’s design
we heard the words of Robert Frost,
"...and took the road less traveled by,
and that has made all the difference."

For some the dawning came
during our time of jungle gyms and carousels
for some during the time of slow waltzes.
Yet, we heard, and we followed
and for us that made all the difference.

We write in the morning sun,
and by the soft glow of night,
always pensive of thought.
We put pen to paper in an effort
not to be another Elizabeth or Keats
but to tell our own stories,
letting them pour freely
for this is our time.

No fear of rejection have we,
nor anticipation of glory or fame.
The disappointments, the joys,
the fears, the pain, and...
the dreams of what yet may be,
we tell it all in the form of poetry
and we give it to the world with love.

This is our journey, this is who we are,
we are the poets of today.

© Marcia Miller-Twiford