Simple Man

I am a simple man With pen in hand I have no big words or metaphor All I have is poetry I adore I write how I feel I hope you feel what I write If we all could feel one another We would be alright I don't chase gold Only the blank paper To fill it is such an exciting caper. Don't mistake me for a saint I ain't. Just a simple man With words I like to paint Think of the bluest sky The greenest pasture This is what I hope to capture. Though all I can do is trace What God has already graced So who am I? I'm a simple man And troubles I have faced..