I could write a letter 
to the poets of the world, 
and oh, 
the things that I could say!
There would be no holding back.
After all, 
how do you hide from a poet?
I would tell them of the times they
brought me back to life, after 
breaking my heart. 
I would tell them that reading
their words was like looking 
into a mirror and gazing into a well 
of all of the beautiful hearts in this world,
including my own.
I would whisper of the silent tears
that fell, to learn that I wasn’t alone. 
I would sing of the celebrations I had, 
when they took my hand and led me to joy. 
I would bow my head in thanks,
sharing my gratitude for 
the gift they gave to the world,
and to me.
I would confess,
the little girl in me dreams 
of growing up and 
becoming one such as you.