Jake

As I sat and I pondered, as all poets do

I wondered what style of poetry might interest you

Would it be a haiku, a couplet, or ballad

Would an “Ode to Myself”, be one that was valid

Would you prefer verse that is sweet and quite lyrical

Or prose that is heavy, perhaps even satirical

Should my words paint a picture of pastures of green

Or should they make you see something that’s never been seen

Do I address issues of social unease

Poverty, politics, crime, and disease

Fairies and unicorns, war and despair

Which words will I use, what thoughts will I share

And then i remembered, this isn’t a test

It is truly my choice how I meet your request

My words must have meaning, for me, more than you

With that as my compass, I now know what to do

I will let you peek into the world I call, “Jake”

To let you know me is a risk I must take

It will be simple, and I’ll keep it loose

Somewhat of a tribute, to the late Dr. Seuss…

Jake, I Am

I am Jake, and I am smart

I like to eat, and I laugh when I fart fart

I love to sing, my feet sure stink

I’m fairly funny, or so I think

I’m very tall, and run quite fast

I am the youngest, so the best was last

I work really hard, but play hard too

I give my best to all I do

Life is short, but life is fun

I feel like it has just begun

I like me and that’s pretty cool

Please help me to afford my school