So Long A Time

So long a time, But yet so short a poem, For so long all words i have held back, At least on this forum. My dear friends, The 'sin' of quietness, i am not guilty of. I have just been musing to myself, Enjoying the forum to a selfish taste, Inebriated by your word wealth. I have been laughing with you, I have also laugh with myself and to myself, I have just been drinking from your poetry tables, Well decorated with pregnnant words, Too hard to munch Too Good to gulp And yet too hard to digest. When shall we read your own lines again ? Asks the curious one. To him, i say, This is a question too late, Pure medicine after death, I had thought some would ask before now. You have just read from me again. Shalom!