Pen And Prose Poem by Nancy Crossman

My thoughts are precious gems to me,
Echoes of my heart,
They are reflections of who I am,
To me they’re works of art.
Only one me has ever been,
Or will ever be again,
So scattered glimpses of my soul,
I write down now and then.
Pen and prose go hand in hand,
To those who have a passion,
Poetry has always been,
And will never go out of fashion.
I will continue to express myself,
In the best way I know how.
I’ve touched the hearts of many friends,
And that’s enough for now.