Worth Untold

Poems and Things

Be true to you.
There’s nothing to prove
in the worth that you brew,
but that my dear, you already knew.

You’re just fine
with worth sublime,
even just sitting sometime
with nothing but rhyme.

But with even less,
you’re not even dressed.
Your house is a mess,
and life is distressed.

All is out of control,
but the truth of it all,
inside your soul
is worth untold.



Poems and Things

Make art anyway.
Though buyers are away
and your drawings look gray,
Make it anyway.

Draw a little bird,
and paint with rosy hues.
Release away your blues,
draw a little bird.

Hang it on your wall
to lighten each passerby.
If only you, then that’s okay.
Hang it on the wall.

Write a little line
if just to make you smile.
It only lasts awhile,
but write a little line.