For No One But Me

For no one but me. Autumn leaves fall from a tree, Ordinary people never inquired, But, from my view I do see, And instantly I'm inspired. For no one but me. Roses seem to bloom out, Only when I am around, There is absolutely no doubt, Poetry is a talent I've found. For no one but me. Snowflakes twinkle as they fall, They're gently blown over and under, Most people don't care at all, I watch them with awe and wonder. For no one but me. The moon shines at it's brightest, Only when I draw near, I don't mind in the slightest, Because poetry calms my fear. For no one but me. I see this world in a different light, When it shows it's beauty to me, I sit with paper and pen to write, Of the shimmering deep blue sea. For no one but me. Instead of using canvas and paint, I describe color with black and white, And I wait until daylight grows faint, As stars draw me toward endless night. For no one but me. Because I am a poet, What I am able to see, Only another would know it, This is what I'm meant to be. For no one but me.