Why I Write

I guess it all started, this thing

With Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Oh, what a poet is she

"Oh, How do I love thee? 

Let me count the ways"

Since then there have been so many days

I picked up a pen

And I became a craftsman

Telling my stories

From the fields to the valleys

Once I began I couldn't stop

Now here I am telling my story like Aesop

At first it was a vent

A way for me to make a comment

Now it just comes naturally

If I choose the wrong word it could be costly

I am who I am

Please and thank you ma'am

Poetry is a fundamental part of my life

It helps me get through all of this strife

It has helped make me who I am

If you don't know that then get with the program

I can put into it all of my might

And that is why I write