This Is Fun

I wish I were a poet. I think I am, I know it. My mind says “don’t blow it.” I think I’ll give it time. Poems I’ve read a lot, you know, I haven’t read enough, although, to make a mark in time and show I think I’ll give it time. This is fun. It gives me rest. Especially when I read the best. My soul and heart they do arrest. I think I’ll give it time. Sauntering, laughing, skipping, beguiling, thoughts and words, visions compiling. As I write, my heart is smiling. I think I’ll give it time. TIME’S UP! ??