The greatest honor

[Ken Corbett]

Yes, I finally received the greatest honor a poet may aspire to. I must say that it was from my sister, but it still counts.

She hung my poem up on her fridge.

She told me that it speaks to her and she always shivers after reading it. What a rush!

Ken

[AquarianM]

Ken, you can't beat that with a stick! When your relatives see you as something beyond the "Oh, that's just Ken" (Or Dan in my case) factor, you've arrived. In my case, it was writing the toasts for two of my brothers' weddings as their best man, and having my step brother's father ask me "Did you write that?". If the people closest to you admire your work, the other poets lauding it is just gravy.

Dan