I am writing to everyone I know to express the reasons I write. Born in a log cabin, that's not true, getting back on track. Poetry is the doorway to my soul. Sharing yours faithfully with everyone I know. Yours faithfully translate as respect, devoted to, with the deepest honor. I have written all those sentiments to you. However, I've written from an imaginary space like a lullaby soothing melody. Hopefully you can't wait for the next installment, applied with grace. While using words as a launching pad into outer space. Where we dance to the planetary revolving real estate. Moving beyond the star trail of bright lights. Nearly, beneath the sunrise warming our fate. Changing our demeanor from a boring morning to an afternoon, made with chocolate ice cream with a generous amount of butterscotch syrup. Afterwards we shall journey around the world. Upon a magic carpet and Aladdin's lamp, it provides us with three wishes. When the genie appears, a curious encounter but, have no fear. The genie is a jolly soul like Kris Kringle with a shiny red nose. Some may know what I mean, others may not care at all. Either way, please enjoy my imaginary ride. Yours faithfully.
© Daniel Mason