I Write Poetry
I play with words, but I’m not sure why I write poetry.
One day I just felt the need to try! I write poetry!
It fills my heart with such delight. Oh, could I ever stop?
Can you keep the sparrow from the sky? I write poetry.
With pen in hand, I wait to hear the whispers of my muse.
Soon enough, the verses multiply! I write poetry.
At times the words come over-flowing; but sometimes a phrase
flits as if it were a butterfly. I write poetry.
I strive to capture flutter-words! They are so beautiful.
Amazed am I when I can’t deny I write poetry!
I’ll see a sunset, taste first snow, or smell a ruby rose.
Mother Nature I must glorify; I write poetry.
A poetess I call for myself as one who loves sweet rhythm.
God willing, may I say till I die - I write poetry.
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2016
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