Poetry

It all started in 4th grade,

I got a poem published,

Thought I had it made

I was so proud, so happy, but it didn’t last long;

It slowly grew on me

As an addiction,

I was writing so many poems, care free

Poems about success, glory and even affliction;

I strived for the mountain top,

I fought so desperately to succeed,

The urge to grow like a tree,

Little did I know, I was still a seed;

I began to read, to learn from the best;

Robert Frosts Fire and Ice,

Walt Whitman’s Leaves of grass,

They were all very nice;

Poetry turned my life around,

I learned about the road not taken,

I learned about hope, the thing with feathers,

But overall I learned how to touch ones heart;

Through poetry