POE

Just like Don McLean knew Vincent
and I knew Edgar Allan Poe
I pour my heart into my poems
for someone, somewhere to know

A need was there, a need was felt,
meeting the need, you made my heart melt,
When my feelings were shared, by you.
The tears in your eyes as you read it,
told me you knew why I said it,
and understood what I'd been through.

I knew then that I'd touched you,
as Don had been touched by Van Gogh.
& knowing that I had touched Lisa,
I felt I was up there with Poe.

©Paula McCarty