Leader
Creating a place that we all could yearn
A comfortable niche where we share and learn
The midnight oil, does she often burn.
Countless times, my respect she did earn.

Admitting she may come across as a bitch
It's the only way to do it, without a hitch
You're welcomed here readers or writers, no matter which,
Wanting it all to work, so she'll just be the witch.

With a life going on, outside of the list,
A warrior by her side, who likes to be kissed.
Classes to teach, some to attend, never one missed
Going above and beyond it all, if you get the jist.

When you find something special around this place.
You'll know in part, why she's on our case.
If I could, I'd be sending  flowers in a crystal vase.
'cause I know her life and its everday pace.

Our busy village she does run.
Pulling us together so we can have some fun.
Even though we are more than just one
Our strong leader, thanks a ton!!


LGuzzino
1/24/01
This poem was inspired by LJMaas, someone who spends A LOT of  time making the The Bards' Village a very special place.
With all my love and respect,
this is for you LJ!
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