A Poem to Steem You Up

When I first saw you, a mirage it was,
That rainy afternoon, dim the sun was,
My eyes blurry, with tears full of naught,
Smog that nil was, a hug was my thought,
The skies so clear, the sun to behold.

Static you were, little did I know
Just a feather touch, with dust to clean,
A lot been known, them no try,
Treasure so hidden, a riddle you are
Far yet near, a touch not gone away.

Hands joined, a community to behold,
Many out there, more to be,
Share we should, the young to grow,
Far we come, happier we turn!

From zero to a thousand, a million to get,
Young and old, the goal to get, Steemit my pad, rise to be.
Crazy to start, fun to go.
That the way, fun to be!