- Ode to David Lewis Paget -

So many days of my youth was spent

As a Miner, digging for Gold

Or a Pirate on a stolen ship

Looting, thieving and bold

 

'X' marks the spot on a treasure map

At least, that's what I was told

I'd search all day and into night

Until a chill brought in the cold

 

Those youthful days have come and gone

Though never a treasure I found

Searching near and searching far

With my faithful basset hound

 

My dreams of finding riches

Jewels, and Silver and Gold

Began fading into history

As I began to grow old

 

Then one day I struck it rich

When I was on the 'net

Finding what was priceless

As if I'd won a bet

 

It wasn't cash or diamond rings

This was real and not Fools Gold

This was better than material things

A beautiful sight to behold

 

A treasure I had finally found

Where I hadn't found one yet

The mesmerizing writing of

One David Lewis Paget

 

 

Writer David Lewis Paget has 89 pages of poems.  Each page with 10 Treasures, like this one:

 

http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Dawei/1423909/

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

A good tribute and ode. Bravo..................

[Marie]

Well, I think this poem is truely a treasure. It took me a while to find David's poems myself. When I finally realized who was writing these marvellouos epics, I went back into his archives and began digging them out. Now I read every one he posts.

[Colorado Brian]

Thank you Marie. I too am going through the archives and enjoying the writing of David Lewis Paget.