The Poem that Made the Poet

...At the River

I was awakened in the middle of the night by a gift. A virtual tele-prompter scrolled in my head with the words to the poem I entitled “At the River”. 

So began the most amazing journey of newly found joy as my Creator’s secretary, taking dictation with the pen and yellow notepad I kept on my nightstand. It was taking the riddle-poems I’d written in fun …